Alley Food v0.6b

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So, you want to go? [[Definitely!]] [[Definitely!<-This has made me hungry. I've got no choice but to go.]] [[No.]]

You are in the middle of it. Surrounded by food stalls and customers alike. A slime shuffling by here, a giraffe leaning her head over from one food stall to the next, penguins serving drinks at a nearby bar. Unfortunately, it's hard to see anything. The light of the stars and moon blurred by steam and smoke. Only lanterns and kitchen lights provide any visible direction. While you aren't exactly sure where to go, you just need to follow your senses to hopefully navigate you where you need to go. Only following the vague senses of smell, sight, and touch. What could be out there waiting for you? What are you trying to find? Just pick something and go for it! [[Smells Spicy<-Follow the heat!]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Spicy Food)] [[Smells Sweet<-Something smells sweet!]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Sweet Snacks)] [[Smells Fresh<-What's so fresh?]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Market Stalls)] [[Smells Steamy<-That's quite a line!]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Cafe)] [[Smells Cow<-A cow in the city?]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Cow Vending Machine)] Spoiler Tags are (if:$spoilertag is 0)[**OFF**](if:$spoilertag is 1)[**ON**] (link-repeat:"Toggle")[(if:$spoilertag is 0)[(set: $spoilertag to 1)]\ (else:)[(set: $spoilertag to 0)]\ (goto:"Definitely!")] info(click-replace:"info")[Spoiler Tags - Most choices will receive a tag next to them in parentheses that will tell you what to expect from said choice. If you want your choices kept a secret, (if:$spoilertag is 0)[keep](else:)[turn] this off. Otherwise, if you want to know what you are getting into, (if:$spoilertag is 1)[keep](else:)[turn] this on.]

(set: $nocount to $nocount + 1)(if: $nocount <17)[How about now?] (if: $nocount is 3 or 4)[...](if: $nocount is 5 or 6)[.......](if: $nocount > 6 and < 10)[I can wait here all day...](if: $nocount is 10)[How is the weather?](if: $nocount is 11)[Weather is pretty good...](if: $nocount is 12 or 13)[Just play the game already...](if: $nocount is 15)[Listen, I can tell you're attempting to find some sort of secret message, some hidden code, but there is nothing. Just funny messages. So please, go back to the CYOA and (Live:0.4)[(either:"b","y","i","r","8")(either:"a","l","p","y","g")(either:"c","x","m","g","h")(either:"k","f","o","w","9")(either:"j","w","n","t","p")].<br>Wait what?](if: $nocount is 16)[Hold on, something is wrong. It looks like you've started something here. Hrm...I need to (text-colour:orange)[l](text-colour:yellow)[o](text-colour:blue)[o](text-colour:red)[k] into this. Before it gets (text-style:"mark","subscript","blurrier","shudder")[ANAL]](if: $nocount is 17)[I'm trying to fix this issue and you're still pressing no? Understand it's not helping with the (text-style:"blurrier")+(text-rotate-x:34)+(text-rotate-y:142)[jnwqdk] (text-style: "smear", "rumble", "upside-down")[corruption]! It's getting worse (text-style:"outline", "rumble","wavy-strike")[EvvvErY] time you do it!](if: $nocount is 18)[Please, stop pressing (text-style:"superscript","upside-down")+(text-rotate-z:54)[BUTTon]! All I wanted was to give you a fun time with delightful foods and (background:(gradient: 0, 0.0992,#19e5e6,0.3292,#e619e5,0.6742,#000000,0.8509,#fa5252))+(text-style:"subscript","shadow","mirror")[SEX!]](if: $nocount is 19)[I don’t think I can (text-style:"bold","italic","emboss","condense","blink")[fIx] it now. k̵͙̞͝m̴̘̂s̵̟̿d̵͉̹͋ ̶̼̤͇̅̃9̸̻̪͛̿e̷̼̽f̵̧̌̊̑ ̴͜͝q̸̛̩͉̆p̸̾̌̏ͅl̷͖̹̚̕͠. Welp. Guess I’ll (b4r:"groove","dotted","double","dashed")+(b4r-size:3,1,1,2)+(b4r-colour:blue,magenta,red,green)[👀]. Well done for (text-rotate-z:21)[yO](text-rotate-x:25)+(text-rotate-y:42)[ur](text-rotate-y:48)+(text-rotate-z:85)[self]. Now you’ve got us stuck on the (text-colour:black)+(background:white)[REDACTED] Channel. Enjoy I guess.](if: $nocount is 20)[͎͉͇̤̲ų̷̢͕͈̩̮͈̭̑̓̇̌͝͝ì̴̡͕̺͋̐͆f̵͚̓̅̈́͊̚w̶̢͖̘̻͕̟͍͊̐́̈̓͑̿͜͠u̴̟̓̏͝i̶̡̛̿̋̅̓́̽͝ẅ̷̧̬̘̬̝̰̘̠́f̵̹̝̮͇̤̲̥̘̈́͋̇̂̔ě̵̫̂̀͠ý̸̨̈́̌̏̈́͘ủ̶̺̝͆̂͋n̶̛̞̘̱͉̊̉͐̈a̶̜̟̗̜̽̋̔̿̃ͅ Eat the ice cream =D k̵̖̊̋̍͗̏̉̈m̴̥͕̓͊͝ļ̴̡̬̲͉̥̣̤̎̈ḛ̸́v̵̦̭̉̆͜h̶̰̲̬̟͖̉̎j̸̖̻̖̏̆i̶̹͑̑̕̕n̴̳̗̱̱̥̬͍͐͝s̸̙̳̝̮̎͊́̾̅̀͛c̸͇̟͗̽̽̌̏̔̚](if: $nocount is 21)[(text-style:"italic","blurrier","buoy")[Ecstasy] For synths! Warning (text-rotate-x:13)+(text-rotate-y:51)+(text-rotate-z:337)[Find your inner PEACE!] and might cause halitosis](if: $nocount is 22)[(text-style:"fidget")[How do you eat your jelly babies? I eat mine limbs first before eating their torso. Is that weird?]] (if: $nocount is 23)[(text-style:"wavy-strike","superscript","smear")[MaLK] for strong bones. Healthy bones. Extra bones. More bones. Bones. Bones Bones Bones.](if: $nocount is 24)[(text-style:"sway")[With that many dragon chunks in your bowl, you must be a cereal killer!]](if: $nocount is 25)[If inflation lasts longer than (text-style:"double-strike","subscript","blur","condense")[unidentified period of time] please try to consult a doctor. Failing that, //''End of Message''//] [[Definitely!<-Yes]] (if: $nocount is 25)[(link-goto: "No.","NoPath")](else:)[(link-goto: "No.")]

You open your eyes to discover you are seated on a wooden stool, arms atop a wooden tabletop. You are seated at a kind of bar or something close to it. It's somewhat asian inspired and is installed into the side of a brick building. The tabletop is bare of utensils or napkins. Customers who are going in on some steamy food, so freshly cooked that it is hard to even see what they are eating. Several customers are coughing, wheezing, and crying not even a minute into their meal. They seem happy about it nonetheless. The air around you sizzles and makes your own eyes water. "Hey you! You sure you should be here?" The 'chef' inquires. The chef is a small racoon wearing a coaching uniform with a chef's hat. He seems more in line to be at the gym training a new champion boxer than serving food. With all the sweating going on from his extremely spicy food, the place sure smells like a gym. "I said hey! Stop looking at my customers. Listen, my food isn't for the faint of heart. You don't seem like you could take it but... I ain't one to turn down money. So, either you pick something to eat or you stop loitering before you get a taste of my wrestling moves." Just like the food he serves; this racoon is aggressive. Either way he's right. You look up at the menu which lists the following: 1.) [[Soul Remover<- Soul Remover]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Body Swap & WG)] 2.) [[Strong Man Meal]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Buff)] 3.) [[Face Melter]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Slime TF)] Or you could go [[back.->Back]]

Minty. Chocolatey. A tinge of sour. You look to see the air around you looks dusted with little white crystals. The particles float there, like still snow, but it does react to your movements. Inevitably the flakes end up in your mouth only for you to realize it is powdered sugar. Appropriate given your location. In front of you is a bakery. It isn't much a restaurant rather than a storefront. All sorts of cakes, cookies, candies, and other confectioneries that don't begin with 'c' are being made. You can't really see far back thanks to the glass case in front of you preventing you from going in. The case itself contains an assortment of delectable treats. Sugar cookies in the shape of domestic animals, miniature cakes in the shape of various paws, strawberry pie with a strawberry person on top... wait is that person alive? There's a lot going on in the case. Overwhelming. Other customers are also lined next to you, ogling at all the desserts going around. The cashier behind the case is a nice wolf anthro. She's a light grey, some white, and some pink highlights here and there. She's wearing a bakers uniform, smudged with chocolate, flour, jelly and so on. She's got several tools on her, including a pastry bag with a dragon as the tip. It seems to be smiling and calling to it's master, whose name tag is 'Jane'. She greets every customer with a smile, including you. "Hi there! What can I getcha?!" You wonder if she has breathed in too much sugar laced air or if she's so sweet it's infecting the air. You look at your options to give her an answer: 1.) [[Cotton Candy Fluff Tails]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Cotton Candy Sheep tf)] 2.) [[Sour Leeches]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Shrinking)] [[CakeDisplay<-Look at the cake display]] Or you could go [[back.->Back]]

"Jeez... your funeral." The racoon starts to stir up your meal. Well... it's actually more just a white pepper, coated in some sort of reddish-orange sauce. Garnished with some leaves. As he brings it over, it feels like he's carrying a bonfire. The air around the pepper sparks. You feel pushed back by the heat it is emitting. You're already sweating just looking at it. However, you find courage and resolve. More or less because you're starved. As you bring the atomic bomb to your mouth, there's second thoughts. You don't know if you can do it. Is it too much? "Get over with it already!" The racoon just shoves it down your mouth, it slides down your throat. ... [[Nothing?]]

There's little fanfare and little reaction. It seems like there should be more to it but 10 seconds pass... than 20 seconds... than 45 seconds. "Don't look at me like that. It burns your soul, not your heart. Do you know how much deeper a person's soul is than their heart?" If you didn't have an answer before, you do now. At a minute and 7 seconds you feel bubbly. Things shifting and melting inside you. Becoming numb. Like you just ate lava eroding at your insides. It is extreme. It is impossible to describe. It is your entire being, both body and soul, being thrown into the sun. You start losing one sense after another. Your eyes roll back. You can see it. The white light. You're headed towards it. It's blinding. This is it. You're floating away. Your soul is probably going to the afterlife. At least it was tasty. And just as you become completely covered in the light. Black. Your eyes open. [["Wait, I'm not dead?"]]

"No but you certainly passed out for a good minute there." The racoon now seems shorter. "Hope you liked your 'appetizer' sir, I'll be right back with the rest of your meal." The racoon scampers off. Before you can say anything or do much you feel unknown weight shift and jiggle. You look down to find a big brown furry gut. Chubby man breasts lay on top of that fat stomach. You know you are a man, the sizable boy tightly packed into boxers under your shorts. You also have a green T-shirt on. Your arms are hunks of meat with more brown fur. Large paws with black beans are at the ends of your limbs. Your mouth is also in a snout with a wet black nose. A skewed image of yourself in a silver spoon confirms you've become a thick anthro bear. Not only do you feel like you're in a different body, you're in a different seat. But it's also clear that this body ate a pepper... [[You think you know what's going on.]]

You put two plus two together and realized that your soul must have jumped bodies. The pepper lighting your soul to leave your body. This guy must have had the same pepper. He's probably in your body, but the seat that you... well, *you* you were sitting in is left empty. "So, you ready for your meals? We had to prepare for a guy of your... size when it comes to the all-you-can-eat meal." The racoon looks at you, waiting for a response. While it is pressing that you go find your body, this body lets out a loud gurgle. It's hungry. Thoughts enter your mind. *Might as well eat on this guy’s account. Besides, it would be rude to give back this body on an empty stomach.* You can ignore these thoughts somewhat, but they are enticing. How do you respond? [["Where did that guy go!"]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Forced Feeding & WG)] [["Time to dig in."]] (if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (WG & encounter)]

"Oh. Bathroom. Couldn't take that pepper. I’m sure they are ruining a nearby toilet... why?" He looks at you with concern. "Are you thinking of leaving without eating this meal I made? I can't unmake food bud. You wanted a meal, you got it. You're going to eat it even if you are having second thoughts!" The tough little racoon cracks his knuckles. He steps up on the wooden countertop and reaches his hands over. Before you can react, he has gripped your jaw and forced your mouth wide open. He shovels curry into your gullet. You attempt to push him away but the body you inhabit is big and nothing more. It isn't fit enough to compare to this dense racoon. Instead you are forced to intake the spicy dish. It's really good no matter how much it makes your eyes water. Eventually the curry is completely in your body. You're stuck there panting, your own breath so hot you can see it. It was a large dish, so large in fact that you notice that your stomach is peaking out under the shirt. Well... peeking out more than previously. "There's more where that came from." [[Overfeed<-"Oh no"]] [[Overfeed<-"Yes more"]]

It is time to satisfy this hunger. You gorge yourself on the combo meal. Enjoying every second of it. Spicy dish after spicy dish. Curry, chicken, peppers, chili, it's all so good. This body can keep on going too without any issue. You undo the first button of your shorts just in case though. It allows your belly to flop out. As you press on with your meal, the only thing that stops you is a text. You pull out your phone, no it's the bear's phone, to see who just left a message. It reads "Be there soon ;)" Looking for more information on who just sent it, you unlock the phone. Thankfully, it recognizes your fingerprint and doesn't need a code. You look at this person's profile to see they are [[Chilledfoodie1976]]

"Don't speak with your mouth full." He shovels another dish in your mouth, spicy mozzarella sticks. Then another, hot sauce chicken. And another. And another. Spicy. Hot. Delicious. Every dish making that bulging gut that much more... bulging! Despite how much you eat you find room for more. Your stomach expanding appropriately. First it was the waist of the shorts giving out letting others a peak of your boxers. Your shirt stretching out, unable to contain your fattening chest. The chair beneath you creaking. A new fat roll to add to your chin. Then finally a tear across your shirt. Then a tear on your shorts. More fat roll. *Snap!* The chair you were on gives out. The racoon accommodates for your changes and doesn't stop feeding you until you've eaten at least one of all his dishes and then some. Eleven dishies of dense, spicy, and overall good food. You are a sweaty fat mess that can't even see down your own legs, let alone get up off the floor and move. But you aren't concerned with that, your mind is stuck on how the meal was. It was delicious for certain. You would want to go around eating more. You've got a great body to work with. It is your body right? You aren't sure though. With your mind in a heat haze and in a different body you've begun to lose yourself. "So what would you grade your meal?" [["Amazing. I'm leaving a good review."]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Mind Change)] [["My meal... no, I never ordered this meal..."]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Branch End)]

Yes, that is right. You're a food critic and a food junkie. It's hard to argue with the body you got being perfect for a foodie like yourself. Looking at your phone confirms it. New memories fill your head. You run a blog that reviews various filling combo meals. Images of yourself before and after the meal, going from nice and chubby to heavy and squishy. You often end up in situations like this, gorging yourself at a food place. You've never been to one that made you this sweaty before. You have the racoon take a nice wide picture of yourself before you try to hike whatever is left of your pants up and waddle away, shaking the ground as you move. As you head out the alley, you begin to wonder your next move. [[You've had a 'big' day. Head home and rest up.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Branch End)] [[Enjoy your filled body.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Masturbation Scene)]

"W-what do you mean. You just ate the whole thing?" The racoon looks at you like you've lost it. In reality, you've regained your senses. This isn't your body. This is someone else’s. Where is your body? You shift and shake and struggle till you're up on your paws. "Hey where are you-" You waddle away from the food stall. You head towards the nearest public bathroom. There you see yourself, staggering out the restroom looking pale. You move into a sprint... okay it's a jog. You can't go fast with this rotund body. However, you were already sweaty in the first place and this pace makes that even worse. Eventually you lose traction in your paws and slip. You move like a bowling ball as you roll towards your real body. *BHAM!* [[Ouch, my head AND my stomach.]]

You head home, trying not to wedge yourself between various stalls as you walk. You try your best to hide your body. Your fur poking out of the tears in your clothing. You eventually make it home to rest after all that. You eventually write up that review. The image of yourself garners some favorable praise. It's a bit embarrassing but it is still nice to have someone with a body like yours complimented. Eventually your body goes back to normal thanks to your very quick bear metabolism. It's all too soon before your fans are asking for another review. Plus, your stomach seems up to it. [[Back<-Wonder what to eat this time.]] (if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Go Back)] [[Credits<-Keep them waiting.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Credits)]

As you leave the stall, hot, sweaty, and musky, you cannot hold the erection forming. You were already excited having your large bear cock pleasantly smothered under your fat stomach but now it's becoming *ahem* un'bear'able. Both your stomach and your balls are filled. You waddle and sway down the cramped alleyway. Your chunky butt bumping into other patrons. Some of them even give your rear a nice firm squeeze. With your body bloated and stretched like this, it is very sensitive. You struggle to keep your excitement hidden in your pants. It's easy to smell the horny musk emanating off of you. You even get a cute wink from a fox and a nice smile from a strong deer. [[SelfSex<-You don't need them.]]

You once again end up in the dead center of all the stalls. Well... where onto next? [[Smells Spicy<-Follow the heat!]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Spicy Food)] [[Smells Sweet<-Something smells sweet!]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Sweet Snacks)] [[Smells Fresh<-What's so fresh?]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Market Stalls)] [[Smells Steamy<-That's quite a line!]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Cafe)] [[Smells Cow<-A cow in the city?]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Cow Vending Machine)] [[Smells Normal<-There's a strange booth!]] [[Credits<-I've had my fun here, I think I will just leave...]] (if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (The End!)] Spoiler Tags are (if:$spoilertag is 0)[**OFF**](if:$spoilertag is 1)[**ON**] (link-repeat:"Toggle")[(if:$spoilertag is 0)[(set: $spoilertag to 1)]\ (else:)[(set: $spoilertag to 0)]\ (goto:"Back")] info(click-replace:"info")[Spoiler Tags - Most choices will receive a tag next to them in parentheses that will tell you what to expect from said choice. If you want your choices kept a secret, (if:$spoilertag is 0)[keep](else:)[turn] this off. Otherwise, if you want to know what you are getting into, (if:$spoilertag is 1)[keep](else:)[turn] this on.]

CREDITS: Writer and Myself: **Justthepulp** (<a href="https://www.furaffinity.net/user/justthepulp/">Furaffinity</a>) Initial Concept, Additional Writing, and Support: *Wakeful One* Support Team: - TaCoMuncher (<a href="https://www.furaffinity.net/user/thetacomuncher/">Furaffinity</a>) - Mooruk (<a href="https://www.furaffinity.net/user/mooruk/">Furaffinity</a>, <a href="https://mooffee.net/">Main Site</a>) - *Wakeful One* Additional Shoutouts, Support, and Special Thanks: - Moo for hosting the adventure and providing inspiration for some paths. - *Anonymous Friend* for writing most of the easter egg path and as inspiration for providing some paths. - NewTrueThx1138 (<a href="https://www.furaffinity.net/user/newtruethx1138/">Furaffinity</a>) - Ryuko & Kiyoko - Veln - Transformania Time If you find any issues (because I'm bound to make spelling/grammar mistakes) feel free to note me on the FA post for this. If you enjoyed the content, feel free to send me a donation through my Ko-fi! <a href="https://ko-fi.com/justthepulp#">Donate Here!</a> |b>[Donation Disclaimer](click:?b)[: Donating is *v e r y* optional. You should only donate if you enjoy my content and have money to spare. That being said, all donations are appreciated and will go towards motivating me and improving the quality and quantity of my work. Thank you!] [[Premise<-RESET BUTTON]]

As you come to, your head hurts, and your stomach is still upset from the Soul Remover earlier. There is also a very hot and sweaty weight on top of you. "Oh... sorry about that." The grizzly man pushes himself off you. It's too late of course, you are drenched in his musk and sweat. You are left like a pancake on the ground for a bit before getting up. The bear already left without saying anything more. Maybe it is for the best. *Growl.* It's your stomach, asking for a proper meal this time. [[Back<-Search for another meal.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Go Back)] [[Credits<-I think I'll eat leftovers at home instead.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Credits)]

The profile you get has images of her. A white anthro polar bear with an appetite akin to your own. Seems like you are meeting her for a collaborative food review. Wait, food review? As you look through more of this bear's phone you find out he's a food reviewer. Chilled seems to be one as well. The plan was that Chilled would go review some of the more freezing food stalls while the bear took on the spicy ones. A meeting after the respective meals to discuss and review. She's finished her side of the deal and is headed straight for your location. You wonder what to do, you've been staring at the phone this entire time and just now realized what's going on. She could be here any- *tap, tap.* "Oh, looking at pictures of me?" [[encounter<-"Uhm- no."]] [[encounter<-"But you look good in them."]] [[encounter<-Don't respond and hope for the best.]]

"You don't need a picture to check out my cute bod." *Winks.* It's true, her body has this cute chub to it. Her fur is a soft white color that shimmers in the darkness of the alley. She's got a pink crop top on, which further showcases her tummy. Her sizable breasts above that. Somewhere near D to E cup. She's got a large round butt hidden behind her grey yoga pants. Hidden is a stretch though, the yoga pants are tight to her curvy, chunky legs such that you can figure out her frame just by looking. "Glad we finally meet. You’re sweatier than I expected. Seems like the spice really got you." Her breath is ice cold. It smells like mint and strawberries. It washes over your sweaty fur, soothing your overheated body. She leans over for a hug. Your guts collide and rub with each other. Fur meshing as her heavy arms reach around you and gently hold you. She takes a moment to take in your musky scent, burying her nose into your shoulder. Meanwhile you instinctively do the same. Pushing your wet nose into her white fur. You can smell the feminine perfume she put on for this encounter. Your heat and musk mix in harmony to the cool and cute scent she's giving you. She exits the hug, but not before a nice smooch on your cheek. [[ChatChilled<-*Blush*]] [[ChatChilled<-"So...."]] [[AdvChilled<-You think you know where this is going. *Lean in for the full kiss.*]] (if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Sex Scene)]

"So how was your meal? Mine was great." She says with a gleaming smile. She goes on about her meal, well more of a full course dessert. Sherbet, mint ice cream, juicy popsicles, and all sorts of frozen delights. "Not as filling as I hoped but... I did put on some nice pounds." Her paws rubbing her extended gut. Her breasts laying on her stomach jiggle in response. "But that's nothing compared to what you got going on here." Her paw pats your stomach. Clearly larger and much squishier than her own. She's clearly enjoying shaking it around and squeezing it. "Hehe~ I'd like to eat spicy food b-but there's an issue." She sounds nervous and blushes. She leans in to tell you her secret. "E-every time I have spicy food. Well... I get so hot and... needy. I can't stand it. I love hot things... and you well..." Her face is more red than white. "W-well you're pretty hot too." But she's clearly embarrassed by her pun. "W-w-what I mean is... you're cute. Would you like to do another collaboration... in bed?" [[ChilledSex<-"So you're hungry for more huh?" *Wink*]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Sex Scene)] [[ChilledEscape<-"I think I need to use the restroom."]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Ends Branch)]

You lean in and meet lips. She blushes, shocked but clearly doesn't back down. You can taste the cold leftovers in her mouth. Delicious frozen treats. Hot and cold meet and mix. Steam leaves your mouths as you kiss. Eventually she realizes what's going on. She backs out of the kiss. "I-I-I-" She seems flustered. Very happy with this though. "L-let's get a room." [[ChilledSex<-"Hopefully large enough for us." *Wink*]]

She holds your paw and drags you away. Together you barrel through the crowd of patrons. Eventually she takes you back to her hotel room. The blinds are closed, the lights are low, the only real light to guide you is her sleek, white, reflective fur. It makes it easy to see her pull off her clothes. Her thick ass shaking as they are released from her tight yoga pants. After wiggling her two full moons she turns back around to show you her pearls. The pearls pierced on her nipples, one for each. They glimmer slightly allowing you to track the movement of her breasts with ease. She takes to the bed. "Well come now." Her hand waving to you. You can't help but do so. Removing your clothes in the process. Contained musk is let out into the air between you two. Her nose twitches in reaction. Undoing your pants reveals your large bear penis, hard and needy. You climb onto the bed with her. The bed shakes from both your weights. She leans up and goes in for another kiss. "Hehe, now then why don't we food critics taste each other out?" [["Good, I'm starved"]]

"I- oh! M-my bad. S-sorry if I.. excited you too much." Seems like she thinks she came onto you too hard. Of course, in actuality you aren't ready for a relationship in a body not your own. You stumble and scurry to the bathroom in your heavy body. It's not a body that can really move well, it's heavy and cumbersome and bumps into more than a few people on the way to find where your original body is. Thankfully, you see yourself, although in pain. The pepper still looks like it did some damage to your body. In your excitement you lose your balance on your sweaty footpaws. Feetpaws? Doesn't matter. You fall forward at your original body and *SMACK*! [[Ouch, my head AND my stomach.]]

"Oh, looking to get fit are yah?! Let's see you sweat for those gains." It takes a minute, but the small raccoon comes back with a big burrito. It's heavy. Looks like you will be getting your money's worth with this. As you take the first bite, you can taste chili, sausage, steak, peppers, diced veggies, and lots of hot sauce. It's intense. Steam leaving your mouth. Your throat is burning. Your eyes are watering. Sweat drips from the top of your head. It's good though. Real good. You take another bite. Bite after bite, you find there's more in this burrito than you bargained for. Chicken, ham, tomatoes, so on. Thankfully, you seem to be putting on a good sweat. The calories you are taking in quickly burn up to give you more room to eat. In fact, it's so fast you seem to be slimming down. Wiping off your sweat drenched arm reveals well defined muscles. Your body is becoming fit. You might stop yourself in shock if the taste didn't have you hooked. Unfortunately, you start to feel dehydrated. It's only now that you notice that the racoon has been wiping you down with a towel. Cheering you on. "Come on there, you're no fat ass, come on, eat up." He sees you aren't doing so good in the thirst department and offers you something. This moment gives you a chance to put down the meal. But it's not like there's any adverse effects to it. Maybe it wouldn't be bad to continue? [[DrinkF<-BlueBerry Aligatorade Slim]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Female Horse TF)] [[DrinkM<-Strawberry Protein Power Shake]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Male Rhino TF)] [[Throw in the towel.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Branch End)]

"Oh, I see, we are going to have a mess on our hands huh..." He comes out with a bowl of... red soup. There's vegetable pieces and a hunk of meat floating around in a bubbly, steaming sea of red. It's more like lava. Still you paid for it. For that you dip a spoon in and bring it back up. You've got some potatoes, carrots, and tomatoes as well as the liquid itself. You bring it to your mouth and quickly down it. It slides down your throat. It feels like it is burning away at your esophagus. The burning sludge slides down and hits the pit of your stomach. You instinctually hug your stomach as a reaction. [[Melting<-*Drip Drip*]]

The racoon hands you a thick pink shake. Your thirst guides you to drink it up. It's nutrient packed while being good. Unfortunately, the taste doesn't pair well with your burrito, but your thirst is at least quenched so you can carry on. The protein is already taking effect. Your muscles beef up even faster. The burrito seemingly smaller in your hands. Before you know it you're actually quite tall. More than that, you can feel a shift in your clothes. Your chest is completely flat with a six pack of abs. The abs are covered in a hard-grey hide. It's spreading about your body and your bulk. Your hands and feet become larger and meatier with hard flat nails. Your face gets longer. Quite long actually. Something appears on the tip of your nose. It gets in the way of your vision. A horn, slightly curved, dark grey, and extremely tough is at the tip of your snout. Meanwhile between your legs is a heavy lump. A large and thick penis. For its girth and size, it is easy to carry with you thanks to your improved body. By this point the changes slow down. Eventually you are presented with a reflection of yourself by the raccoon. [[DrinkM2<-Look at yourself]]

The raccoon hands you a neon blue drink. "Well, drink up!" The drink is electrifying. It strikes energy into your body. It tastes like berries but also the color blue strangely enough. You feel reinvigorated to eat. As you take another hearty bite, things change. The large burrito now smaller in your hands. You don't mind though, it's just easier to eat. You grow to new heights, becoming taller. Your limbs become beefy and your chest becomes full of sturdy abs. The only thing to note is growing protrusions on your chest. They go from lumps to stiff pumpkins. Your two rigid breasts are covered in short brown fur as well. It's spreading too. Out and away from your body, covering up your arms and legs. When it reaches your feet, strange things occur. You go from having a heel and toes to one hard, black, blocky hoof. As the fur covers up your face, your mouth grows away from you. Your downstairs area begins to shift, giving you a pussy that you can manually flex open and closed. A braided tail runs away from your rear end as the changes finalize. You snort and whinny as you gobble down the rest of your food. The raccoon comes over and offers you a look at your reflection. [[DrinkF2<-Look at yourself]]

"What, quitting already? What kind of champ did I raise here? So much potential. You're worthless. Get outta my gym!" And with that the tough little raccoon comes over, grabs you by the hand, and spins you around before tossing you out to the crowd. When you recover after a minute you take stock of what just happened. You are now yourself, but with more muscle. Fit and lean. Pretty strong overall. Could be considered an upgrade. The meal was good. You might want to go back there and go for the full course one day. Could be right now. After burning up all that body fat you realize you are left hungrier than you were before. But you could ruin this nice body that way of course. Maybe you'd like to keep it this way for the time being. [[Back<-Find some food.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Go Back)] [[Credits<-Leave with this body.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Credits)]

You flip around. Your cock meeting her face. Your face meeting her pussy. She makes the first move, wrapping her lips around your cock. Her mouth feels cold against your stiff shaft, but you can feel you are already warming her up. As she licks up and down her pussy oozes. You can see how wet it is and can't help but wonder how it tastes. You lean down and lick. It's like a sweet sugary frosting. "Mffff~" She moans, dick in mouth. You shove your wet nose up to her snatch and lick in more. She convulses, not ready for your advance. It's so moist, like angel food cake. Her vagina is also cold like a refrigerator but again, your movements are clearly warming her up. Once she's got used to your tongue snugged in her, she gets back on track on your cock. She goes faster, getting you to full erection. Your bellies meet and mesh. Movements casing both guts to jiggle. With free paws, you grope her breasts with your big bear paws. You can feel her pearls pinned to her nipples. Those breasts are lovely and easy to handle with your big paws. However, she’s clearly the little devil. With her paws she's gently stroking and tickling your stomach. She's clearly toying with you. In an act of playful revenge, you dive your tongue deeper. "Ahhh~" She can't take it. You are almost there yourself. The frost melted away. She's hot. Way hot. Hotter than even you. Her loins cascade fluids like a chocolate waterfall. Her mouth feels soft and warm like fresh baked bread around your penis. It's all too much for you and her. Together you climax. She chugs down your cum and swallows while you enjoy her flavorful orgasm. [[Time passes.]]

"That was delicious... can I have seconds?" She says with a cheeky attitude. You go at it again that night, then snuggle each other with your thick furry bodies. You both sleep. You have dreams that night. Dreams of a life in the past. They are hard to recall. Trying to recall events only leads to dreams of a different life. One of a hungry bear enjoying food and reviewing them. By the time day breaks you don't remember who you were, not that you were anyone else. You are a great big bear and always have been. The scent of fresh baked pancakes filling your nose. "Oh you're awake huh? Great time last night. I’d love to collab with you again." [["Let's do this again sometime."]] (if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Branch End)] [["How about now?"]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Ending)]

"Okay sure!" After you finish up that collab and the review goes out, you two say goodbye (After one more sexual exchange). Now with nothing better to do you are left to figure out what to do with yourself. Is it already time for a new food review? Your last meal was pretty filling. The aftertaste of her pussy still on your lips. Maybe you need a break? [[Back<-New food review time]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Go Back)] [[Credits<-A break is fine]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (credits)]

"After breakfast." You two start dating. Loving each other through thick or thicker. Mostly the latter. Hard to not get fat having a food review career together. You make a great team and viewers love the cute pictures you two take together. Feeding each other, comparing weight gains, kissing each other with sauce stained lips. A lovely couple that most people are jealous of. And of course, after any good meal comes some nice dessert. You both continue to have some tasty sex after a review goes out. Things are going good for you. For both of you. I'm sure you know what'll happen next. [[Credits<-The End]]

You're now one hell of a hunk. A powerful rhino man. Your clothes are stretched but nobody seems to mind. They are all taking jealous glances at the strong body you possess. "There you go champ. Got a real ringer body. I got just the opponent for you to take on." The raccoon points out another customer. They had the opposite drink to you. She is a sturdy, fit and well-built mare. "Go knock her up- I mean out with a few blows. I've got a private boxing ring in the back." You can feel your hormones surging just looking at her. She must also feel the same. The raccoon walks over to her, leaving you be for a moment. This provides an opportunity to jolt out of there. But your needs are picking up, possibly a side effect of your growth. If you leave now, you'll be walking away from a good opportunity to put your body to the test. [[Round1M<-Round 1]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Sex Scene)] [[DrinkMjolt<-Bolt out of there.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Branch End)]

"Okay, your debut match is all set." He opens a side door for you to enter. It is a kind of gym with a boxing ring in the middle. "Take off those clothes, it'll only get in the way of the... 'fight'" Your clothes already in tatters, you remove them and hop into the ring. The red side. Across form you is her, standing right next to the blue turnbuckle. *Ding.* You both approach. You both know what you want. You both go into a grapple and kiss passionately. Your rhino horn in the way of seeing her face but it doesn't matter. You can feel her tongue in your mouth. You lean more and more on her until you tackle her to the ground. You both bounce off the mat of the ring, undoing your locked lips. [[Round2M<-*DING*]]

You swiftly leave the restaurant. You aren't quiet about it but you do have the body to out speed the raccoon should he pursue you. You don't get tired the whole run, instead you keep going and going until you are out of the alley. Now out on a backstreet your options are open to you. You could take this body out on the town, your way... OR maybe go back in and get some new food in you. Keep up with your nutrients or give your body a naughty little reward. It's up to you though. [[Back<-Head back in.]] [[Credits<-Go ahead and leave.]]

You are one fit horse woman. Buff and sturdy. Your muscles ripple and stretch your clothes. Rather than look at those breasts, anyone looking seems more focused on those calves and biceps. "There you go champ. Got a real ringer body. I got just the opponent for you to take on." The raccoon points out another customer. They had the opposite drink to you. He is a hunky rhino. "Why don't you take him on in a test of stamina. I'm sure you can take more loads- I mean blows than he can give. I've got a private boxing ring in the back." You can feel your hormones surging just looking at him. He must also feel the same. The raccoon walks over to him, leaving you be for a moment. This provides an opportunity to jolt out of there. But your needs are picking up, possibly a side effect of your growth. If you leave now, you'll be walking away from a good opportunity to put your body to the test. [[Round1F<-Round 1]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Sex Scene)] [[DrinkMjolt<-Bolt out of there.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Branch End)]

"Okay, your debut match is all set." He opens a side door for you to enter. It's a kind of gym with a boxing ring in the middle. "Take off those clothes, it'll only get in the way of the... 'fight'" Your clothes already in tatters, you remove them and hop into the ring. The blue side. Across form you is him, standing right next to the red turnbuckle. *Ding.* You both approach. You both know what you want. You both go into a grapple and kiss passionately. You hide behind his rhino horn. Taking advantage of his blind spot you advance the kiss further. You make him lean more and more into it until he falls over you. You both bounce off the mat of the ring, undoing your passionate kiss. [[Round2F<-*DING*]]

You were knocked to the side of her after that tumble. As soon as round 2 starts, she quickly gets on top of you. Her pussy lips are at the base of your meaty grey shaft. You are mostly erect at this point. She slowly moves up out of a squat, grinding her lips across your cock. Her wet pussy butters your dick as she slides up. You’re getting harder and harder making her rise even more. When she reaches the top, she teases your tip with her dripping hole. As she gloats, you move your strong hands to her thighs and force her down. She moans as she rides the shaft down halfway. But you aren't down with her yet. You make her go down even further. You can see your cock bulge on her lower set of abs. You can't push her anymore, but she still hasn't fit your whole girth in her moist, warm, loins. That is when she offers to help and together, with both your muscles, her pussy meets your balls. You can't hold back anymore. You cum, filling her up. Her pussy flexes to tightly prevent any of your powerful load from exiting her vagina. She pants and sweats but doesn't seem exhausted. It's surprising because that load took a bit out of you. Only a bit. It's time to test how far you can go with this body on someone who can take it. [[Round 3, 4, 5...]]

He rolled off as you both fell but not before you could get splashed by his sweat and a good whiff of his musk. When the bell rings you quickly make your move. You arrange yourself on top of him and your pussy by the base of his long, girthy shaft. You are wet but he isn't fully erect. You know what will fix that. You slide the lips of your pussy against his cock. You go from a crouch to a squat, rubbing your pussy lips against his elongating rod. You leave a trail of fluids as you climb up his mountainous dick. Eventually you reach his peak. You toy your vagina around his tip, teasing that you've gotten his dick right where you want it. Your gloating is stopped short. He takes his powerful hands to your thick thighs, grips, and pulls you down. Soon you are halfway down his big dick, his shaft already bulging at your lowest set of abs. He's so big. You can feel his meat pulls in your loins. You're panting, sweating. But there's so much more to go. You want to go further and so does he. Together, his beefy arms and your muscular legs, force you down further till you've hit the base. You can feel his balls rub up against your stretched hole. You moan and quiver. Horse noises as you can't take it anymore. Neither can he. You can feel a big pulse. You flex and clamp your pussy close around his cock. He cums hard, filling you up. You can feel it bubble in your loins and chest. It's heavy and dense. You go blank but only for a minute. When you come too you are panting at a much more reasonable pace. You are still where you were though, stuck on his erect shaft. You don't have any room to escape, he's deep in there and his erection isn't fading. Looks like you will have to take some more loads. Let's hope you can handle it. [[Hold Out]] [[Lose Out]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Domesticated, Preg, Bred, Ending)]

*DING, DING, DING* Every round you fire off another load of cum into her. Each time, draining more and more energy out of you. Conversely, she tries to keep up as best she can. Sometimes coughing off semen from her mouth. Her stomach is definitely bloated too. *DING DING, DI-* You don't know how long it's been. There wasn't any winner suffice it to say. Or maybe you were both winners. Either way, you passed out at some point. When you wake up the raccoon greets you. "Good going champ. Got a real nice cock there. Say... maybe you'd like to get in the ring with some other 'fighters'. Could use someone like you." [[Become the Champ]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Dommy Ending)] [[Turn him down]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Branch End)]

You're exhausted but... he's done. He's out like a light and his dick is flaccid. You have beaten him and lift yourself off his now shriveled cock. A torrent of fluids waterfalls out of your vagina. It feels pleasant but you've had three too many orgasms in one day. As you walk away from the ring you are stopped by a raccoon. "You're one hell of a contender. Think you can do it again? Want to challenge yourself further in another match? Fame and power will be all yours." He says playfully. [["Sign me up."]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Dommy Ending)] [[Turn him down]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Branch End)]

You are pounded again and again. You can't keep your vision straight. Eventually you go numb and black out. When you wake up you find yourself in a new room altogether. Wooden with a hay bed underneath you. A stable. You attempt to exit the room but find yourself tied to a post. You have a collar on. Shifting around also reveals something else, your stomach is still bloated. You know you are pregnant. "Oh, good to see you are awake. I can sense it already; you are going to breed me some fine champions. Plus you will make a fine helping hand on the farm with that body." It's soon revealed where exactly you are the raccoon’s plans. You are at his farm where he grows all his ingredients for his food stall. He also trains strong fighters for an underground sex ring. With that kind of body, he plans to use you as a breeder to create a new champion. Any initial resistance you have is quickly dashed. The collar around your neck and the little raccoon having much more power than you thought. But it's not all bad. The raccoon is great at making healthy meals that make your body stronger. Better. More capable to give birth to a new champion. Your first kid is strong. The raccoon wants more of course and soon you are knocked up by a champion. The cycle repeats. You eventually become the mother of a fine batch of champions. You like to raise them up. Eventually the raccoon even teaches you his recipes. Soon you are assigned to join him at the food stall to help scout the next potential champion... or a tough customer to screw you. "Can I get the strong man meal?" [[Credits<-"Coming right up."]]

"Great! Just sign here, here and here." You go through quite a process of signing various papers. It is all legal jargon you couldn't care about. The raccoon helps guide you through the process. Eventually you are signed into the league. The league of underground sex fights. Men and women engaged in a test of stamina and strength. It's a great time taking on women with thick thighs, big breasts, fit frames, and the occasional overweight wrestler. Some of the anthros, tentacles, herms, and masked corrupted angels you meet enjoy their loss so much they come back for a private 'rematch'. Eventually you've got your own secret league just for yourself and whatever ladies you fancy. You can even set up one on three matches to give them a fighting chance. You solidify yourself as a champion, nobody able to take you down. You will go down in history as one handsome beast of the ring. "And the winner is-" [[Credits<-"Me!"]]

You decline his offer. You have tested your powerful body and that is all you needed. Before the short raccoon can rebuttal your statement, you push the pipsqueak out of the way and exit the way you came in. As you leave the ranting racoon in his gym, you think about your next move. A meal could help you recover, and you are already in the alleyway. But maybe it's best to keep this body well trained like this. Your call ultimately. [[Back<-Hunt the alleyway again.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Go Back)] [[Credits<-Leave with this nice bod.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Credits)]

"Great! Just sign here, here, and here..." The raccoon goes over a lot of paperwork. It's a pain to deal with after having just been used like a cum sock. Eventually you are signed into an underground sex ring. This is where male and female fighters take each other on in battles of sex. Whoever holds out the longest wins. Thankfully, your future competitors are much easier to handle. Probably because you are used to this body now. You tease the pathetic anthro cocks that come your way. Sure, there's a good challenger here and there against a cobra with twin cocks or the dreaded dragon dick but they all give out to you in the end. You often get a chance to pick the fate of the loser. Often taking away their manhood since they don't know how to use a cock right. Afterwards you might make them eat out the cum from your pussy and other fun things. The ones who can't put up a fight becoming your toys. Of course, you gain more money and fame doing this, eventually becoming the champion with a harem to boot. Nobody is able to outclass your stamina in bed. "And this match's winner is-" [[Credits<-"Me!"]]

But you ignore them. You know what you want to do. You want to take your giant, chubby paws and play with your thick shaft. Toy with this big sensitive gut. That is exactly what you do. You make it to a public restroom. You hit up one of the stalls, known for being a cum dump. It's sanitary and clean thanks to a cleaning crew who is thorough with their... tongues. You undo your shorts to let your already fully erect shaft get some air. You can feel it is at full mass but not see it. Your overstuffed belly is in the way of taking in the sight. Your cock is sensitive to the touch at this point. Pre-cum already leaking the moment you wrap a grizzly paw around the shaft. You move your arm up and down. Your sweaty paw works as a lubricant to make the process better. With your free hand you pet your stretched body. Everything is sensitive. You squeeze your own ass, pet your gloriously big belly, kneed your man breasts. You pick up the speed. Jerking yourself faster. Your big dick pulsing at your paw pads. You can't hold back. You snort as you fire thick, heavy cum at the toilet, splattering everywhere. You smile as you wash up. You can't wait for your next full course meal. Well, you cannot wait to make more 'dessert' after your meal. As you head out of the bathroom you see some other person. They look oddly familiar, but you've never met them right? You aren't concerned with them though. Your stomach growls. Are you hungry for more? [[Back<-"I could go for another meal."]] (if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Go Back)] [[Credits<-"No, I'm good."]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Credits)]

You are sweating profusely. It's really bad. Your arms are sticky to your stomach. Actually... your flesh seems stuck together. As you pull you realize it looks like melty cheese. Your entire body seems to be going this same way. Your legs going undefined and melting down. Your face becomes bubbly. It feels like you are falling into a puddle that is yourself! The world around you seems taller. You are losing height. You try to speak but only bubbles escape your mouth. It's about to be over, as you can't be contained by your clothes. You are turning into a messy puddle. A red one at that. *Glub, glub.* But you aren't gone. No, your mind is still there. In fact, you feel one with the flow. [[Reform]]

You focus. A finger is a good place to start. You can feel one form out of your puddle body. You form a hand next. An arm. Soon you are at a shoulder that pushes off the ground. You rise out of the puddle... well rise out of yourself. Soon you are back to nearly your original height but almost everything else has changed. You are akin to a slime person... well more like a red soup. You are much more watery than slimy. You are red, spicy, and bubbly. You don't have any gender per say, you can form your own. In fact, you can form your own hair length, outfit choice, ears, whatever shape you desire... so long as you put some effort into it. After inspecting this body, you think on what to do. Sure, the food was tasty, but did you really want this body? You could talk to the raccoon to turn back but... he doesn't seem too keen on refunds. You could instead take this body and split. Maybe try out another stall to eat that'll cool down your spicy side or just leave the alley with this hot body. [[Refund<-Ask to get turned back.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Milking(?) Scene)] [[Back<-Find another food stall.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Go Back)] [[Credits<-Go away.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Credits)]

"Are you saying my food ain't good?" The raccoon scowls. "I can't take back what you clearly ate. Plus I don't make bad food. I think you just don't know how good you got it." He reaches over to your chest. His hand sinks in. It's strange yet sensitive to you. He seems to be pulling at your form, pilling up liquid to mold into some sort of orb. Soon, he forms a breast with a large nipple at the end. "You're a living bottle of hot sauce, see?" He squeezes and teases your new mound until it squirts sauce onto a nearby customer’s plate. The patron happily eats it up while you happily enjoy being milked. "So, you do like it. But there's more than that. I'll show you some more moves." The raccoon gets the nearby customer's help. The patron leans over and starts suckling your breast. The raccoon goes down forming a few other breasts, six in total. "Sauce is on you tonight!" He announces. A few other people come gathered round to suck on your tits. [[Refund2<-"Mff~"]]

You are jiggling and wiggling in excitement. So many people drink in your form. All you can smell is sweat and steam, musk from multiple angles. The raccoon continues to tease out more of your form. He works between your legs, pulling out a juicy, thick, penis. He pulls at it more and more with his powerful arms to give you a nice erection. Patrons take turns licking it like a popsicle, kissing the tip, stroking your cock to tease out the delicious sauce in you. Between the heat in the room, your body being abused, and a need to release, you erupt. Hot sauce pours out of your cock all over your breasts. This only entices the customers to lick at your chest even more. Eventually you are cleaned, and the customers are full. They even ate at your breasts and cock, leaving you once again neutral in gender. After the endeavor you are smaller but know that you will regain your size after half a day or so... you hope. Left to yourself, you consider your options. You can head back home and regain your original body... but maybe you could try out some of the food here with your patented hot sauce. People really liked it so maybe you should give it a try. Or if you're dumb enough you could just ask the raccoon to give you a refund again though it is likely that you'll just end up going through this again. [[Back<-Find some food to sauce up.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Go Back)] [[Credits<-Take a break and regain your shape.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Credits)] [[Refund<-"But I want to turn back."]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Repeat Scene ;)]

When the late-night shifters get their lunch break, many of the hard-working labor class come down to the alleyway. The shutters open, hastily put together wooden stalls prepare their meals, food trucks pull in. Yes, everyone is heading in to encounter their favorite meals at their preferred food stalls. Anthro lion beefcakes making pretzels, a drake delivering orders in maid outfit, a chicken laying eggs and making an omelet, a cookie dough ice cream gal letting people take some licks and scoops of her rear. Yes, there's all kinds of food made by all kinds of chefs with a varied clientele to match. Maybe you'll meet some new friends... or masters. Hehe~. From pasta to sushi to pastries and even some small snacks to 'vore' on, there's something for everyone. Just... be careful. Some of these foods are known to be a bit extreme and occasionally there might be some unwanted hair or miscreants in your food. Magical stews, special sauces, and all of it non-alergetic!... At least, if you don't count transformations as an allergic reaction. [[Wow that sounds great!]]

Deep in a modern city filled to the brim with anthros, humans, monsters, mythical beings, and even animate inanimates lie an alleyway. This alley is located in the dead center of the commerce district. In the morning, this alley is nothing but a crammed corridor with walls of brick and concrete. Lined against these walls however is iron shutters, boarded up windows, leftover materials. Overall, it is pretty drab and unsuspecting. Least in the morning of course. (set: $nocount to 0) [[At night]]

"Comin' right up!" She shuffles away, only to come back with a bag of assorted color cotton candy balls. Each one is shaped a bit differently. Some look like bunny tails, some look like little fox tails, and some are just poofy little clouds. You don't get much though, only a few. "Hope you enjoy. If you want anything else I'll be around." *Winks.* Her attention moves to another set of customers. Meanwhile you are left to yourself and your bag of fluff. You open the bag and reach in. As your hand exits the bag you just have a wad of cotton candy. It's the puffy one. Most of it is a fair rosey pink. It has a strange effect where no matter the angle you look at it, it has a light, purple outline to it. The fluffy cloud sticks to your hand. You could believe it's not there by how weightless it is. Well... only one thing to do with it. You bring it to your mouth and *chomp*. You tear out a piece of the cotton. It has that distinct cotton candy taste. Airy, a bit stringy, somewhat like strawberry, somewhat like blueberry, all of it inflated sugar. You wouldn't call it spectacular but it does have a nice, soft, sweet sense to it. Your first bite leaves your lips sticky. The cotton ball looks none different. You go in for another bite. It goes down the same as the first. By this point though, your hand is beginning to feel the stickiness. You're determined to free your hand from the puffy mess. Another bite and... nothing changes? [[Floof Ball 2<-"Wait, what?"]]

Eating it seems to have little to no effect. You rip a piece of the poof off with your free hand. This time you see the issue. Cotton candy just grows back at a rapid pace. That'd be cool... if you could get the sugary cloud off your hands. Both of them now. That piece you tore off is now stuck. It's growing too even. And around your lips you can feel some of the sticky fluff there too. You take your elbow and rub it off. Nope. Now your upper arm, hands, and mouth are cloudy. Before you can make another move, you can feel the pink floof grow larger on your hands. It's shifting across your arms. Your elbows are now engulfed. It's now moving up your shoulders. If you were thinking to call out to Jane, you can't. Your mouth is covered. Soon your upper body is trapped in a cloud of sugar. It's moving down your legs too. At first it felt sticky but now it's starting to feel like it is growing from you. Eventually you are wrapped in a sweet pink cocoon. Enough is enough. You bite through to get your head at least out. Stretch your arms to try and escape. It all feels different. Your face is longer. Your hands and feet a bit tougher, your overall shape different. [[Floof Ball 3<-Free you head out of your wool.]]

When your head is free you finally notice what's so peculiar about yourself. Your body is one with the cotton candy. It feels more like wool then candy. Your hands are now purple, hardened, and 3 fingered. Your feet are now purple hoofs. A look at your reflection in the case confirms your face has fully changed too. You are a cotton candy sheep anthro. You might worry or wonder if there's a body under all that fluff. It's hard to tell. Some places show some curves. Your butt curves in a cute way. Your torso, arms, and legs are quite slim. You are definitely femine but not female. You can't feel any sexual organs down there. Any finer details are covered by a thick layer of cotton candy wool. You sink your hand in to try and feel your stomach only to encounter a surprise. Your wool is quite sensitive. It's warm, soft, and exciting there. It's kind of sticky too. The only way to remove your hand is by ripping a piece of your wool out. It is exhilarating to remove a piece of your wool. Like you were made just for it. You eat the piece you just took out of you. You notice that the wool grows back just as fast. At this rate, you have to decide. Maybe Jane can help you work on this cotton crisis and dealing with this body... or just walk away before others get caught in your sticky situation. [["Can I get some help?"]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Sex Scene where you get eaten out)] [[Float Off.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Branch End)]

"Ooo, be careful with those." She hesitantly hands you a box with 4 colored gummy lumpy leeches. They are coated in white rocks. Clearly the leeches have been seeped in an intense amount of sour. They wriggle around lively too. Further inspection reveals they have sharp candy corn as fangs. It's a bit scary. "So these are best used on your skin rather than down your mouth. These... things aren't safe for eating. We can't really force that rule though so if you wanna eat them you can." She sounds very disinterested in the leeches. You are left to decide what to do with your candy. Do you use them as advised or think you can handle one in your throat? [[Put it on your skin.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Shrinking)] [[Put it in your mouth.]] (if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (blowup doll tf)]

Updates(click:"Updates")[ ''0.5 -> 0.6a'': The Farmers Market - Added the Farmers Market and routes within it! - Donation link takes you to Ko-fi instead - Added route back from Sweets counter ''0.6a -> 0.6b'' - Added content and changed pathing for Farmer's Market - Added stall to turn you back to 'normal' with minimal effort ;p - Added Failed to Update Notice, Working with Moo to resolve issue ] Statistics(click:"Statistics")[ Version: 0.6b Word Count: ~40000 Date Updated: 8/16/2021 Made in Twine using Harlowe 3.2.1] [[Premise<-Back]]

You notify the cheery cashier of your new existence. "Certainly, give me a minu- uuwwuu!" Instead of a minute, she bounds over the counter within a second. "You're adorable! So cute and fluffy!" Before you can react, she wraps her sugar dusted paws around you. You are squeezed and easily picked up by her grasp. Your soft, light body shivers as she hugs your sensitive candy wool. "You know... I can't help myself around sweet people like you." One of her paws begins to rub down your back. Gliding down, brushing your wool. She must handle candy a lot because her paw doesn't stick to you at all. Eventually she reaches all the way down and grips your rear end. She pinches at your curvy little behind and pulls out a wad of cotton. [["BHEEP!"]]

You've decided to drift off instead. Almost literally as you float a little bit as you walk away. There's no ~~sugar~~ rush to where you got to go. After all you haven't decided if you are going to find another food stall to give you some sour to your sweet or if you should just crash somewhere else. [[Back<-Find some complimentary Snacks.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Go Back)] [[Credits<-Drift Away.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Credits)]

It's shocking and exciting. You can't say much or do anything back. Your body is too lust driven to do much else. Her other hand moves up your back to the top of the back of your head. She pulls your head in and stuffs your face right in her cleavage. Her two mounds are squishy and openly accept your faceplant. She leans over, petting the back of your head. Her head gets closer until you can feel her cold tongue running across your head. Again, you shiver. It feels so good to be licked and eaten. Jane must know it as her maw opens and sinks into your wool. You tremble at the feeling as she bites off a chunk of your fluffy wool. It's a blur of excitement. But she isn't done yet. "I know where the sweetest part of you is too." She quickly shifts you around. You're distracted with the bite she took out of you. It quickly grows back but the intense feeling is still there. The next thing you know you are propped up onto the glass case, legs spread open. She leans over, her mouth close to your crotch. You can feel her wet nose come up to the wool. It is much more acute than the rest of your wool. Her snout dives in and licks. You can feel her gnawing and chewing, licking and lapping, deep in that wool. Even without genitals, you are in pure ecstasy. Jane must be a candy master for she knows how fast to lick, when to chomp, how long your wool takes to regrow. You can't take it. She takes one more, heavy bite before finally you black out. [[Stop Counting Sheep]]

It must have been a few minutes. Jane is back working the register. "Nice to see you are awake sweetie. I might have... helped myself more than helped you." *Chuckling to herself. Blushing.* "Sooo... I can't turn you back. Which is fine, I don't have the heart to change you into anything else you cute little cloud." *Again, she chuckles to herself.* "Buttttt~ I can offer you a spot here at this store to be part of our selection since you enjoyed that so much." She seems really excited by the idea but she isn't too pushy about it. She's waiting for your answer while preparing some treats for other customers. It's up to you what you do. [[Become a snack on display.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Ending)] [[Float Off.<-Sheepishly walk away.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Branch End)]

"Perfect!" *Time Passes.* You've become quite the popular item. After all, it's hard to ignore you. To the side of the glass case is a little tabletop you perch yourself on every night. Customers casually pay for a bite of your succulent sugary cotton candy. Some squeeze your butt cheeks, some comb and pet through your wool, and some bury their heads in your chest. You get lost in excitement several times a night. Certain regulars learn what most pleases them **and you**. You never run out of candy of course and you never take breaks, after all you are candy. When the shop closes, you go back with Jane so she can soften and sweeten you up. Whether it's redying you, getting bits of dirt out of your wool, and adding more sugar, flavors, and other ingredients to your mixture. And after she does she needs to make sure you taste well and good. Nights with Jane often end in cotton candy all over the place, mostly in both your mouths. Eventually it ends up with Jane's cute, drooling head passed out on you like a pillow. It's a nice, sweet life. [[Credits<-The End]]

From the box you pull out one of the leeches. It wiggles in your grasp. The leech seems to want to stick to something, it almost looks like it is hissing at you. You take a deep breath and lay the gummy on your arm. It stings but in a surprisingly good way. The leech is directly injecting a tangy sourness through your bloodstream. You can taste it in your mouth and various other places. It's really the only thing you can taste as you also feel the leech suck something out of you. You can somewhat tell what is going on. The leech is extracting sugars and fats. It is getting bigger and bigger the more it sucks off. As a tradeoff, you get to taste some more sour. Your lips puckering, your insides puckering. It overall makes you feel smaller. Maybe that's why the glass case looks bigger. Wait... it is bigger? And Jane looks bigger too. Something isn't right. It took you a minute but then you realized, it's the leech. By now you are about 2 feet tall or so. Tall enough to be noticable but quite short. Nobody seems to mind. The leech is pretty heavy at this point but it's still sucking at your body. [[Pull off the mouth sucker.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Ends branch)] [[Let it keep on going for a bit longer.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Shrink further)] [[SourLeechConsumed<-Let it keep sucking for a long time.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Asorbed and assimilated into Sour Leech)]

You pull out one of the mutant leeches from the box. It's threatening how it worms and wiggles in the pinch you have it in. You somewhat know this idea isn't going to go well but still, bottoms up! You drop it into your maw. Sour instantly. Your lips pucker. It's intensely sour but the hints of citrus and some juicy flavors do appear. You try to chew the gummy thing, but it's too dense. Or maybe your teeth are too in shock from the sour. Instead, the gummy moves around your mouth before finally deciding to slide down your throat. From there, you lose where it could be in your body. You forget about the leech anyway, you've got much more pressing tastes to attend to. Your mouth is puckered incredibly. But that's not all. You can't help but tense up everywhere. It's like your skin is being pulled taut. You stiffen your arms and legs, even clamp your butt cheeks together. Eventually you feel a strange sensation. Your mouth puckered so much that it is opening back up. So does your anus. Downstairs is a whole other treat, as everything pulls in and creates another hole. Whatever body hair you have is retreating, pulling it as your skin becomes smooth. Smoother than smooth. It's not even skin anymore. It's squeaky latex fully blown up. Looking at a nearby reflective surface reveals what you are. You've become a female latex blowup doll. Well... more like a sex doll as well but you could ignore those features. The only part of you that isn't pulled in is two ballooned breasts that bob up and down with your movement. That's right. You can still move even like this thankfully. But you are stiffening up a bit more and more. That leech must be still doing some work. At least it tasted good. Actually maybe another wouldn't hurt. But you could get some help. Jane is still at the register, she didn't seem to know much about the spurs but she should still be able to help. Or you could take your chances with a customer who might know about a solution. Or just stand here, letting the transformation finish up. [[BlowupDoll1<-Stand around]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Full inanimate blowup doll)] [[Onahole1<-Eat another leech]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (blowup onahole, NSFW naga insertion, and ending)] [[BlowupStay<-Ask Jane for help]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Animate blowup doll)] [[BlowupTurnback<-Ask a customer for help]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Fun sequence, back to normal)]

You peel the leech off your skin. Thankfully it isn't painful. You take in your current size. You are just about two to a foot & 1/2 tall. The taste of sour is still stuck in your mouth but it is slowly fading. Suddenly you are bumped by someone. Well a furry leg of a deer. "Woops, didn't see you there." He apologizes before making an order at the register. Actually you have to evade several other customers' knees before you are backed up against the glass case of snacks. Said snacks are now larger than before which brings up a good point. Maybe this size isn't so bad. Food will be bigger, maybe better at this size. Hmm... maybe you can go find something then. It'll be a 'little' difficult but if you are up for it you can. Maybe too difficult at this size. Maybe you can seek Jane's help. She seems eager to help anyone. Or you can just go home and find something more in your... size. [[Get Jane's Attention]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Breastfed, babied, wg and Wolf tf)] [[Back<-Small body, big appitite.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Go Back)] [[Credits<-Go Home.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Credits)]

A little longer wouldn't hurt right? The taste of sour is extreme at this point, after all it's really the only thing left filling you now. You can also taste that light tanginess that reminds you of an orange or lemon. It's really good, so good you don't notice how extreme the shrinking is. Legs are all you can really notice around you without looking up. Your body is being pulled in, like it is puckering from the sour itself. You can hug the leech gummy from your new size. Not that you can give it a hug anymore. With no more sugar or fat left for the leech to extract, The gummy removes itself from you and slinks away to find a new host. Because of that, you are left to estimate your size. Customers are now eating cookies that are half your size, everyone's ankles are nearly as tall as you, and a foot almost squashed you into gum. You're about 5-4 inches tall now it seems. You'd be a handful, literally. You better act fast. You'll be ground to a pulp at this rate. You can walk behind the counter and maybe get some help there. Surely someone in the pastery place could help. Alternatively, you can take your chances elsewhere and hope for the best. Decide. [[TinySweet<- Head behind the counter]] (if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Vore)] [[Consider going elsewhere.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Fun Sequence->Branch End)]

Unfortunately, you get a kick instead of a hand. You are launched by an anthro octopus quickly moving their tentacles. You then bounce off a chubby goat's belly which sends you onto the squishy udder of a cow. However, your subtle movements make her udders explode milk which again sends you flying. A dragon's wings sends you away, a gelatin slime used as a trampoline, it's a montage of comically bouncing around until finally you're relatively safe on a napkin on a countertop of some food stall. Well that was a trip and a half. You're tired and could use something to recover. Good thing at this size a meal would be enough to support you for a year. But that could be dangerous at your size. Ehh... up to you. [[Unshrink<-Find a 'small' meal for yourself.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Go Back)] [[Credits<-Go home. Maybe mail yourself there?]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Credits)]

Jane is still working the register. You flail your short arms about and yell up to her. She notices. Her face glows and you realize you might have asked the wrong person. "Dawww~ look how cute and whittle you are." Smiling and laughing to herself. She comes out of the register spot quite quickly, having a co-worker flamingo take her spot. She leans over and picks you up. Her paws are gentle and careful with you as she does. Her paw pads are soft and squishy and leave powdered sugar prints on you. Jane turns to her co-worker. "I'm going on break and-" now turning back to you, "- I'm taking you with me." She shifts you around in her arms, now cradling you as she goes to a back room of the store. The confectioners sugar makes her arms much more pillowier. It's like a warm, fluffy, safe bed. As you look up from this bed, it's hard to really see Jane's face. You can tell she's happy but her two breasts are in the way. The two boobs are quite large but that might just be from how small and up close you are to them. They jiggle with her steps but she has you far enough below them to not get smacked. Eventually you are carried to a back room. Private and mostly carrying various extra ingredients and cleaning supplies. You've been so comfortable in her arms you didn't get a chance to speak up. [["What's going on?"]]

"You're going to help me little one." Sounding overly motherly. "My breasts are achin'. Store doesn't need any more cream and I have excess. You want to grow up nice and big don't cha?" Her smile is honest. She sounds like she cares for you. Either way, there's no escape. She holds you in a comfortable and protectful grasp. There's no opening for escape even if you wanted to. She brings her paw behind your head and moves you. You're now faced with her right nipple, unprotected from the apron. She's already dripping. It's not regular milk however, it is much thicker than that. She pulls you in tighter, your lips meet the smooth nipple. The fur around it tickles your cheeks. "Well... go on then. Here, I'll help you get started." Jane removes the hand from the back of your head and moves it to her breast. Her paw slightly squeezes her bosom but it is enough for the milk to flow. It's more like cream. A thick, heavy, sweet cream. It's delicious. Soft. It goes down easy which is good. You are forced to swallow. There's just so much of it. Your cheeks puff up and- *gulp*. You swallow a bucket load. It waterfalls down your throat. You don't have time to relax though as more tasty cream fills your mouth. [[babying2<-Guzzle down more]]

By the third mouthful you realize you are suckling. It's so good and you can't get enough of it. You're even making a little mess over yourself as cream drips out of your lips onto your body. "My, eager aren't you cupcake? Let me help with that." With one of her paws, she wipes her thumb bean on your stomach and lips, whipping off white cream only to leave white powder on your fur... Wait... fur? Should you have that? Actually it looks naturally white too. Real fluffy as well. It's spreading. Before you can pay more attention to it, you lose focus as you almost choke from overfilling your mouth. You swallow. By now you've had quite a helping and it seems like she's finally run out of cream to provide from her left breast. "Oh, but you've got to eat it all up little pup." She shifts you. You've been switched off. Your lips plugged to the right breast now. Your mouth instinctually suckles. "Mfff~ that's it. Drink it all up for mommy." You oblige. It's easier with your new muzzle. While you are busy enjoying your meal... perhaps it is better to call it dessert, Jane plays with your nice, new, poofy tail. All your fluffy fur is white. Your new paw pads are a light blue, serving to highlight various parts of your body that aren't completely buried in your fur. [[babying3<-Finish up]]

You are definitely nearing the end of her lunch break, although it's been more of your lunch break. As you take in the last few drops of her breast, it becomes apparent just how much you've drunk. Your belly jiggles with all the sugary milk you guzzled up. You've become chubby, maybe even fat. It's hard to tell with all this fur covering you. Your new fur. You've become a fluffy, chubby, and short little white anthro wolf. You are pretty close to being a shortstack. Maybe not quite but Jane definitely thinks you are cute. With a finger she *boops* you on the nose. "What an adorable pup you are. See, you are already growing nice and big already!" *Rubbing her paw across your belly, Giggling* "I always thought I'd be a great mother. Hmmm... you know, I could always use a little taste tester. Say, why don't you live with me. I promise to take care of you and love you and feed you sweets. What do you say, my precious shortcake?" [[babyingF<-"Sure momma"]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Jane's Kid Ending)] [[babyingE<-"I think I'll pass"]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Branch End)]

Jane's ecstatic. "Oh great, well I just need a name. OH! How about Snowball? Now give mommy a kiss!" To which you happily do. She takes the rest of her shift that night off and takes you home with her. Your new mommy prepares a lot of supplies for you in another room. You are left to eat some cookie dough she was working on. You sleep in the same bed as her. Sometimes she does some funny business with you but otherwise she just cuddles you and breast feeds you. In the mornings she preps you with cute outfits, fun hairstyles, and of course she feeds you. It's not always from her bosom, sometimes it's new dessert recipes. It's always delectable though and you never have any complaints (although you do get the occasional transformation here and there.) Furthermore she brings you in for work. You eat away at excess foods to not let them go to waste. Sometimes customers come by to see how cute you are and give you pets and treats. It's all enjoyable, like you are a little kid again. You become even cubbier overtime. Gigglier. More of her little pudding. Especially with the outfits she has you put on. But you love her for it all and it's hard to deny how tasty it all is. Of course, you are also permitted to explore the alley when you feel like. Maybe to find a new recipe or get some other kinds of grub in you. Your mom doesn't mind. So it's your choice Snowball, do you head out to grab a bite or are you pleasantly happy with yourself, your mom, and her treats? Either way you're sure to enjoy your life however it happens. [[Back<-Look for some new flavors.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Go Back)] [[Credits<-She if mommy has some more snacks in the oven. The End.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Credits)]

You burp up some cream as you speak. "Oh..." She sounds disappointed. "Well... my offer will always be on the table as long as you're adorable!" She sounds excited again. Guess you can't keep her down. She carries you out of the back room and lowers you to the other side of the case. Before you go, she gives you a little gift bag of cookies, lollipops, other sweets, and some of her cream in a carton. She ;) at you before you are free to walk off. Well now what? You're pretty stuffed but you can definitely stuff yourself more. Afterall, you can really only taste sweet sugary milk. You could clear up your pallet a bit with some other kind of food. Still... maybe just go home and enjoy these snacks. [[Back<-Find more food.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Go Back)] [[Credits<-Snack at home.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Credits)]

WELCOME! This is a in-progress text adventure. This game features a variety of transformation and transformation related themes and more even. This includes but may not be limited to: *gender transformation, weight gain, inanimate tf, shrinking, vore, and sex scenes* WARNING! (click:"WARNING!")[ Some branches and routes are NSFW and should not be viewed by minors or people looking for a SFW experience. While NSFW cannot be avoided completely, there is a way to see what a route has to offer if you wish to avoid certain themes. If you are willing to continue, click here.(click:"click here")[(goto:"Premise")]]

Now this is a sight. Instead you are in line for a small cafe. Steam from hot coffee, hot chocolate, hot cinnamon rolls, and hot servers are emitting from the little dining area that customers are seated at. Wait... hot what? Yes, all the waiters and waitresses are fine beauties or hunks for your kinks. Some of the waiters are in line with expectations such as a handsome horse in a waiter's uniform with a large bump under his apron. Some are more classic like the bunny in a bunny suit. Others seem more taste driven like a thick, chubby, skunk delivering a plate of cheeses or a unicorn dressed in a mermaid outfit not carrying out food but rather carrying back a customer. Strange. As you reach the front of the line, the half-wolf doorman stands behind his podium. "Good evening and welcome to our establishment. Follow me." The man leads you into the cafe. From there, he seats you at a small wooden table. Both seats are red leather booth seats that are of medium size. It seems aimed towards seating two customers with a nice amount of wiggle room. The interior of the cafe is cozy and well-lit unlike the outdoors. Cream colored walls, wooden flooring, and cool ventilation. The man presents you with a menu. There is no food listed, rather, server names and a title. "Our servers choose what to serve you. Perhaps you'll get to know them beforehand or perhaps whoever you pick will delight you with a surprise. Either way, we guarantee an intimate experience between our patrons and our servers. So, who will you pick?" 1.) [[Cat<-Kate the Catcher]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Anthro Mouse TF)] 2.) [[Dragoness1<-Ember the Fireball]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Drinking stuff)] Unless you aren't feeling the menu and [[Back<-leave.]]

You hunt for Jane, not that it was hard since she's taking care of the counter and about 100xs taller than you. You turn to see Jane 's legs. Jeez everyone is big. You look up to see Jane dealing with customers. "Yes, well we are almost done that pie." You tug at her furry legs. She doesn't seem to notice still. *Sigh.* "It should be almost done." Hmm? Something's wrong. You're stuck to her fur. It seems she has a gunk of caramel on her leg that you are stuck too. *Ding!* "Oh, now all I have to do is add the finishing touch. Be right with you soon." *WHOOSH!* You are being brought with her. The wind blowing at you as you fly with her rising leg. *Thump!* Everything shakes. Jane is now standing near an oven. The heat is much more intense at your size, but so is the smell. She pulls out a freshly baked mini-pie and sets it on a table counter nearby. She uses some magical tool to instantly cool it to a warm temperature... or it might just be she's using a fan. Either way, she looks around for something. "Now where did I put that jar of micro toppings." Well more like someone. And it seems she found that someone. "Oh, what are you doing on my leg little one?" [[Pie<-Make a fuss and panic!]]

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She easily pulls you out of the stick situation on her leg and into a new situation all together. No matter how you flail or indicate to her you don't want to be added to this meal she calmly grips you with her paw and silences you with her thumb. "Shuuush~ relax. Maybe you are new to this. Most micros get panicky the first time this happens. You won't die. Just go with the flow, it'll be better for you and the customer. Now hold still." Firstly, she washes you for health reasons you assume. You think that the sanitation would help you slide out of her clutches but no. She then moves back to the pie. You feel your lower half sinking into something. It's gooey, slimey, and sticky. It's all mushy. It feels like you are being forced inside a water bed. It's a bit gross but also has some sort of pleasant strangeness to it. I mean how often do you get to swim in something jello like? Before you know it, your upper body is sunk in too. The only part of you left out is your head. You twist and turn to see that your body is indeed inside the pie. Even though it is a mini-pie, it is almost exactly to your size, You can even feel the walls of crust at the rim. Or you could, if the jam you are jammed in didn't jam your movements. There seems to be no escape for you. The pie tastes red berry flavor (see note). Like a mix of raspberry, strawberry, and cherry. Jane picks you and the pie up and brings it over. [[Pie2<-"Here you go!"]]

"Oh thank you!" Says a thicker voice. You are being sold to a large sized anthro zebra. Not the most well built and not the fattest one in the world. No. The zebra would be fairly generic if not for being 8 feet tall. Well that and the hips. Such thick hips. Jane: "Oh it's no problem. I think that one's a newbie. You best go easy, might put up a struggle." Zebra: "Well it's going to be a pretty hard struggle. If it comes back up, I'll just swallow it whole again. I need my micros to keep up with how tall I am." Jane: "If it does come back up, you can come back here and I'll encase it in chocolate bondage." Both: *Chuckle* The only one not laughing is you. They are treating you more like dessert then a living thing and something tells you Jane isn't lying about the chocolate bondage. Zebra: "Well, bottoms up." Before you know it, you are flipped upside down and falling. Falling into the zebra's gaping mouth hole. It's large enough to fit the whole pie in. Wait. Is that the plan? You are going to be eaten whole!? [[PieEat1<-Yes. That's what happens.]] . .. ... Alternatively...(click:"Alternatively...")[ [[Back<- No. You aren't really feeling vore right now and decide to break the narrative and choose to do something else instead.]]]

It's pitch black for a moment. It takes you a minute to see the red lining the wet walls of your new prison. If you thought the pie was slimy, the saliva you are coated in is even slimier. It's warm and constantly getting warmer. Humid too. Thankfully you aren't near the zebra's teeth which are chopping appart crust bits and chewing on jam. You soon figure it is intentional as the tongue seems to shift you away from being bitten. Soon, everything except you is a soft mush mix of jam, saliva, and crust mud. But your ride isn't over yet. The tongue moves you to the ceiling. Licking you. Then throwing you to the side. Into puffed up cheeks. The zebra is both coating you in the mushy mix and likely toying with you. You are tossed about, left to right to left. It is dizzying. Eventually you are pinned under the tongue which slides across your privates. Unlike the rest of this mouth trip, the tongue is gentle, enough to be stimulating without slamming you against gums. Just when things seem to be getting good, the tongue lifts you. All of the now liquid pie seems to be going in one direction. You seem to be going there too. The throat. Before you can do anything else- *GULP!* And with that you go down a waterslide. The tube is smooth, nowhere to grip. There's several small bends on the trip down with free falling pie bits hitting your face. The walls are slightly expanding and you can tell you are almost there to your destination. *Splash!* [[PieEat2<-You get up.]]

You are in a red and pinkish chamber. Your fall thankfully cushioned by the chewed up food. Not just the pie but other remnants of food. And... huh? Near you, ingrained into the flesh floor is a rabbit. The rabbit seems to be in a daze but definitely happy and cheery. The face is the only thing really left of this rabbit and it is clearly melting and fusing into the floor. Eventually being changed to the same featureless flesh surrounding you. At least the rabbit looked happy... how peculiar. You instead change your focus. You look up where you came in. The hole is relatively a few yards above you. You aren't getting out through there. Thankfully but unfortunately, there is another route you spot. A hole to the back that you can try to push through. It might be a tight squeeze but you think you know where it leads. Both to freedom and to... a bathroom. Or you could try staying here a while. The rabbit did enjoy it here for some reason and you are starting to see why. It is like a sauna here. A hot, calm sauna. Where the floor is made out of food. It's a bit soupy and you shouldn't eat another's back wash but Jane probably made the food real good and it would be easy to enjoy in this puddle state. That's especially good at your size. Also... it means you don't have to go down that pipeline. And lastly, well... miracles do happen around here! If you calm yourself, believe, and hope... you may just somehow get out of this unscaved and undisgusted by your escape. [[PieAbsorbed<-Stay in and enjoy your time]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Butt Absorption)] [[PieTeleport<-Concentrate on leaving]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Branch end)] [[PieRelease<-Go out the hard way]] (if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Anal Escape)]

You lean back against the stomach wall and sit. It has a comfortable squish to it. Your stomach growls. Between the leech, the smell of fresh baked pie, and being tossed around, you are definitely hungry. You reach down and scoop up some mushy, soupy, leftover pie. You gulp it down which is ironic in a way. It's good, real good. And there's a lot of it too since you're... you sized. It's compelling even. You stuff your face to the floor and eat up. Quick at first but the pace eventually slows. An hour or two of eating here and there and sweating in this humid chamber and you can't help but feel tired. You rub up against the flesh. Jiggly, squishy, and tasty. It is surprising how easy it is to relax. How easy it is to melt away. Fading into the flesh. You sink in. Deeper. Deeper. Deep- Blank. *SMACK*. You are awoken to a sensitive shock! You aren't ready for how horny you feel. Wait. Where are you? You are looking out through some sort of fabric. Blue? Doesn't matter. What's this feeling? You are all jiggly. *Thump, thump, thump.* Everything's shaking. It takes you awhile before you finally get your bearings. Your fatty, squeezable barings. You've become one with this zebra's hips. You can feel everything from the tight jeans to swaying butt cheeks. Being forced into seats and getting warm overtime. Whenever someone goes in for a pinch to slap you and anyone else who has been eaten gets an exciting and lustful feeling. A strange blissful pleasure that only gets better as you grow with every new macro eaten. Your life isn't anything more than this, just happy, plump hips for others enjoyment. [[Credits<-The End]]

You hesitantly near the hole. It's puckered shut. Looks like you'll have to squeeze through. It's tight but... you push through! You wiggle and squirm your way through the long, warm, fleshy tubes. It is squishy and moist most of the way through. As you clawl further and further down the pipe, it definitely gets smaller and smaller. The walls sometimes pulsing and contracting too to squeeze you a bit. There's definitely a smell in the air. Mostly some sweat and a few other smells that reek. Thankfully, your sense of smell has been burned and locked up since you've dropped into the pit of his stomach. The space gets tighter and tighter till finally... you are pinned and squeeze. You are close to the exit though... at least you can see that the deep red darkness hides a beam of light. You can escape with some effort... but what kind of effort will you put in? [[PieEaseOut<-Take it nice and slow.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (You slide out with no problems)] [[PiePleasureOut<-Give a soothing massage.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (escape but Zebra cums on you)]

You stay still. Maybe you are thinking this is just a temporary thing. Maybe you are so panicked you can't really do anything more. Maybe you are just going with the flow at this point. I mean is there really more you can do? You stand there, doing nothing until it is too late. What does 'too late' mean? Eventually you grow stiffer. The air inside you fully fills you up, inflating your joins to an unmovable degree. Unmoveable by you at least. Your legs spread somewhat. Your arms are stuck to your sides. You are just an upright, inanimate blowup version of yourself. Your crotch feels tight. You've got a latex rubber hole too for insertions. Both for your front and for your behind. You are propped up against a wall to the right of the sweets store. You don't garner any attention in your state, just a few glances. It is actually a bit boring to be honest. That is until someone comes by. [[BlowupDoll2<-"Now what's this?"]]

Feeling risky? It is hard with your body being this way but you reach down just in time to grab one of the sour leeches. It feels significantly different to your latex skin. Gummy on latex... what a weird combination. You bring the leech to your mouth... well rubber hole. Actually at this point how are you going to eat it? You don't really have teeth to chew it with- SLURP! Suddenly the leech moves on its own. It travels down your gullet like a worm. It'd be stranger if your mouth wasn't meant for this exact purpose. You feel the lump move down, similar to the last one before fading. Congrats. You did it. What happens now? Nothing seems to be happening except the after taste of a delicious sour. Although... you do feel a bit more tight. A pull deep in your body. "Mfff~" you both grunt and moan. It does feel somewhat good. It's disorienting though and eventually you fall over out of feeling dizzy. Or maybe it's the lack of control. You find it hard to feel your arms or legs, let alone move them. You try to lift them to no avail. Wait... were your legs always this close? No... they are pulling in! Everything feels like it is pulling in, puckering, getting sucked by the leech you just ate. You are shrinking and your limbs are withering. Before you know it... you are just a small, limbless doll. Holes for a vagina, anus, and mouth. Plus a blown up bust to boot still. You look like a toy for someone's pleasure! You can't really move around like this. You lay there waiting. [[Onahole2<-Waiting over]]

Well you can't really ask her for help. Your mouth is just a hole for putting things in, not letting words out. You shake your arms at Jane signaling her help. "Knew those things were trouble. Not a fan of sour. Hmm... Okay. I think I've got something that will help. Hold up a sec." Jane walks away from the counter only to return a minute later. In her paw palms are 3 discs. "My special sugar cookies. This should stop the sour leech... I hope." Jane calls them sugar cookies but they are sugar sugar. The cookies are white and contain more confectioners sugar then dough. She shoves all 3 cookies down your mouth hole, having to push back the tight pucker your giving. It is as you expect, mostly just overly sweet with nothing more, but that's more or less what you need. A few minutes pass by and... nothing significant happens. You don't turn back or anything but your joints seem less stiff. You can move around a bit more but still can't speak. You look at Jane hoping for a little bit more. "Seems like that sugar only stopped the transformation. Hmm... sorry dolly. I don't got a way to turn you back but... feel free to have some more cookies on the house." Which she gives you three more of Jane's special sugar cookies and leaves you be. Well not much you can do. Your stomach has been squeezed dry though. Maybe some food will help if you can squeeze it in. Or go home and moisturize, browse the internet for solutions or something. You'll probably find a way to turn back somehow... maybe before someone uses you. [[Back<-Get food]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Go Back)] [[Credits<-Go home]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Credits)]

You go to the lineup of customers. You can't be the only one who has been brave enough to eat one of those sours. You try to speak but your mouth hole is only meant for others pleasure. You flail to the crowd which does garner their attention. You try to explain your plight in words but it only comes out in squeaky noises from your joints moving across one another. The customers look at you in confusion until eventually Jane spurts out. "Charades!" Well... what do you have to lose. You start mimicking your actions from the very start. Going up to Jane's counter. Buy the leech. Eating them. The crowd starts listing off possible interpretations. "You won a spelling bee?" "You turned a fish into a harmonica?" "You took out a loan and are paying it back with sunflower seeds?" "Little Timmy is stuck in a well?" "Wait did someone say they thought it was a spelling bee?" "You need to find a locksmith but they must be a turtle?" D-did I say possible interpretations? I meant impossible... well hopefully impossible. You can't tell if the crowd is hopeless or you are just really bad at charades in this blown up body. You start pointing to your mouth frantically until finally a prideful, strong lion just blurts out. "You're choking!" [[BlowupTurnback2<-Huh?]]

Before you can say no, he rushes in. He's behind you, hugs, and *SQUEEZES*! It's the tightest hold you've ever been in. Thankfully your body is made for squeezing. Your waist is compressed flat as the rest of your body blows up. "Tough bit of food ain't it." He loosens his grip before hugging you again. He repeats and repeats. It's a bit pleasurable but way too insane for you. The crowd seems worried."She looks bloated.","She looks stiff.","Quickly! She's not breathing!" Which is all true, mostly because you are a blow up doll. "That's it, I'm putting my all into this! RHHHOOOAAARRRRWWW!" In a split second you are lifted up. You are looking up to the sky. The stars are out. That's nice. Pretty. Now what was happening to you again. Oh right. *BONK! Ack! Cough!* Your head is slammed to the ground. In a power move, the lion did an incredible suplex on you. You cough up the sour leech which returns you to your regular state. The crowd is elated and you are confused. Jane provides snacks on the house as the crowd cheers on the savior, the lion. Before you know it they are marching off to a party without you. Well that was... a thing... that happened. W-would you like to go somewhere else to eat or just retire from the excitement that just happened? [[Back<-Try something else]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Go Back)] [[Credits<- Go home... and maybe watch some wrestling]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Credits)] (Author's Note: The author does not condone suplexing as a solution to choking. Use the Heimlich Maneuver and other common techniques to save a life. More information can be found <a href="https://medlineplus.gov/choking.html">here</a>.)

You wait until you hear slithering. A strong looking female naga is slickly wiggling on through. Her lovely blue sweater and frilly gold earrings on her hood betray her lean, well built body. Her color scheme is fairly standard with a gunkish, dark green for the back scales and a pale color for the front. Her fangs seem toned down. For limbs, she has a pair of arms but her only leg is the tail she trails a yard behind her. Her breasts are fairly large and her privates are hidden by a little skirt. She looks over, surprised to see a toy like you just laying on the floor. She smiles happily which is surprisingly evil looking coming from her. She picks you up with one hand and smushes you into her purse. You are jammed between some lipstick, wallet, some other makeup, and a few knicknacks. It all goes black when she *ZIPPPS* you up. There is just shaking as she moves. You are holed up there for quite a while and your transformation was pretty tiring. You eventually just black out. [[Onahole3<-You are grabbed]]

You are dragged out of the purse and tossed onto a soft bed. Her soft bed. "Ohhh it has been a while." Telling herself. She seems self conscious and anxious by her shaking and blushing. She looks so frantic you'd probably tell her to calm down if you had vocal cords to do so. Well maybe not, you might tell her to stop instead since you are about to be her play thing. Wait... her play thing? What could she do with a doll? She doesn't have a dick. Her removed skirt reveals that, yes, she does indeed NOT have a dick. Instead, she has something else that rubs and grips you. It wiggles around you and grips, pulling you closer to her. It's her scaly tail. The tip of her tail is a 3 ball tower. It would remind you of rattlesnakes if you weren't about to be used like this. You feel it glide against your body before touching your vaginal hole. Slowly, the first ball goes in. It's pleasure inducing. Your body is too small for this. Your hole is stretching to take it. Right as you get used to the first one, she pops the second one in. It is even thicker than the last. You can't struggle, only moan inside your own head. Before you are done with the ecstatic feeling, she forces the third one in. Your hole is filled and stretched. You'd eek in pleasure but you just squeak instead. It's a lot to take in... and then she moves you. [[Onahole4<-Woah~]]

You are raised up. The tail still skewered inside you. She wiggles you around, testing how tight you are to her tail. "Fantas~stic!" Her excitement shows although it is more like says. You don't respond, not that you even could with her thick tail inside you. What is she so excited for though? You are brought closer to her pussy. Her vagina looks tough, a bit rugged, and definitely big. You take note of how you could probably fit your entire body inside at this size... wait. She blushes more and more as you begin to reach her snatch. Your face rubs up against it. "Eeep~" another burst of excitement. Her pussy is turning wet as your latex face is rubbed across it. Finally she sinks you in. Your head is now eaten by the lips. It is tight, more so because her pussy is tough to get through. She forces you further and further in. It's so moist, so warm, so much squeaking. Your latex skin tenderly rubbing the walls of her loins. It is so sensual. The walls pulse to the beat of her heart. She's moaning. Her heart is beating faster. You are sliding in and out. Harder. She pushes you in more. There's shaking. She's probably playing with her breasts. Faster. The pace picking up. The air is hot. Suddenly you are pushed to the furthest reaches of her pussy. Stop. She hisses. She's gone into an orgasm right into your face. You are soaked as she does. It floods your mouth and parts of your body. You are pulled out of there albeit coated in sticky fluids. Her breathing calms and she smiles. "Oh... the book club is going to love you." [[Onahole5<-B-book club?]]

Three months have passed. The naga, who you find out is named Tracy, is meeting up again with her weekly 'book' club. The book you think they are reading this week was 'The Catcher and the Rhino', but you know that it's just an excuse to meet up for some extra activities. "Hey, Tracy!" says a male bunny whose penis got swapped with a dog cock. "Hey, Vincent!" Oh, so that's his name? You didn't catch it last time. The two exchange a hug. "You bring it?" Already asking for you huh? "Yes, but I think Kelly wanted a turn with me and it." Tracy undoes the zipper of her purse, revealing ~~it~~ you. Used and rugged. You've seen a lot and experienced the pleasure of being tail pegged and put into the women of the club. Or used as a condom by some of the men. Other strange things too. You've not only become her little toy, but this book club's little toy. And it seems like you've been attracting some new members too. "Oh the new girl. I think she'll love it..." "Oh... don't give me that look Vincy... fine... you can use it now... I'll tell the other members you were 'late' again." "Thanks Trace, I'll make sure it gets back to you before your... fun tonight." Well... here you go again. [[Credits<-The End.]]

"Oh? A real feisty one that Ember. I wish you luck. I would like to mention we have good fire safety by the way." He chuckles. He walks away and you are left to... well... just wait it out. You don't even have any distractions either. Just an empty table. A minute turns to two. Three turns to five. Five turns to ten minutes. Where is this wait- **SLAM** Smacked down on the table is a glass flask with light brown fluid. "Whisky." (see note) With an aggressive and feminine voice. To your right is a lean anthro dragon. Her scales are a classic red. Her eyelashes are extended. Blue eyeshadow highlights that stern face. Both of those make her sunlight eyes sparkle as they look at you with a dull expression. Her chest has some small breasts, about an A-cup but quite close to a B-cup. Her ass is pretty good, at least from what you can glance at every now and again when her dress is pushed up by her thick tail. The tips of her claws are polished blue too. The dress covering her full frame is the classic maid outfit. An apron across the whole thing, white frills, and that classic gothic feel to it. The main color is blue instead of black and there are additional blue and white ribbons and bows flowing around that dress. Her hindclaws are shoved into mary janes with three inch tall spikes. It looks like it would be awkward for her to stand in those. Overall, she would look quite cute... if she made a more happy face. Instead she just looks at you impatiently and frustrated. "You going to look all day?" [[Dragoness2<-"Whisky? At a cafe?"]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Continues the branch)] [[DragonLeave<-Get up and go]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Ends branch)] (Author's note: This is actually a false alcohol. It is instead a magical liquid that produces similar effects without drawbacks. No brain or liver damage, no hangovers the following day, and even violent tendencies that may occur with regular intoxication are minor. It is still called whisky, vodka, gin, ect. due to the similarity in function and look.) (text-colour:black)+(background:black)[The author REALLY doesn't like alcoholic beverages.)]

"Yah, it's for me. I don't really order for others. I realized I might as well make myself happy instead. Usually most customers leave once I assert myself. What about you? I'm not allowed to have anything without permission or some dumb f-fr-fricking rule." Although she said frick, you can tell she wanted to say something much more... unsavory. Perhaps what she said about the rules were true to a magical extent. Well, the ball is in your court now. [[YouDrunk1<-"Nah, I think I'll have some."]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Possible TF & Sub Sex Scene)] [[DragonDrunk1<-"You can drink as long as I can stay."]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Possible Dom Sex Scene)] [[DragonLeave<-Get up and go.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Ends branch)]

"W-what?" She looks shocked that you would. There's a hint that what you did is a pleasant surprise, but she grumbles anyway since she won't get to drink. "Fine." *Huff.* She sits across from you, watching. She doesn't say much as you take the flask in your hands. The container is cool to the touch. You uncap the top. The brand on the flask is called 'Scorch Whisky'. The drink hits you with a sort of... burnt smell. It smells earthy too, like the ground was set ablaze. A bit like a bonfire. You wouldn't be surprised if it shinged your nosehairs from just sniffing. You begin to drink it down. It is pretty harsh, creating a burning sensation in your chest. No wonder Ember must like it, it is probably just as hot as the dragon herself. You wince and gulp about a fifth to a quarter of it. Maybe trying to impress the lady infront of you. "Pff~ that all you can do?" She smirks at your attempt to drink her brand of alcoholic. She might be correct, you are already feeling buzzed. Not to mention you are already sweating and hot. Then again, you are better than this and better than her!... m-maybe... [[YouDrunk2<-Chug down the rest!]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (TF into Futa Dragoness + sub sex scene)] [[DragonLeave<-Back down from the challenge.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Ends branch)]

"Oh? An... interesting proposition. Grrr... Alright, fine." She sits down in the seat across from you. She grabs the flask and starts to guzzle it. As she drinks it, flames and smoke seem to pop out of her beak. "Ahh~" She sighs in relief. After a minute of rest from drinking a load of whisky, she looks at you. "You're a right weirdo sitting here while I drink..." Though you'd assume she can not not let you watch as you are the customer. "Just don't expect me to get too friendly. I won't burn you, *hurmfph*, but I'm still hot." She burps after that, which sends a heat wave to your face, as if justifying her point. She guzzles down another mouthful. A small smile peaking out as it goes down. "Well, at least someone did order me today so I can get a drink to make the night go faster." There's still some left but she's running out fast. Hmm... maybe... [[DragonDrunk2<-Order her another]] [[DragonLeave<-Best leave]]

"Good call." Smirking as you shove off. Ember takes the flask and gulps it down happily as you leave the restaurant, the wolf nodding on your way out. "Ahh! Ember was too much huh? Well, have a good night." You'll have to get in line again to re-enter but with hospitality like that... maybe try somewhere else or at least... not her again until you are more courageous. [[Back<-Thus, you end back where you started.]]

You eye a strange sight. There's an anthro cow over by a grey, concrete wall. She is average size, maybe a bit taller then the average woman. She's not wearing much other than stretched panties and striped pink stockings. Not that she could really hide what she has. Her rack of four E cup breasts are hard to hide and her udder is large, dripping, and jiggly right under her belly button. Her ass is also plump enough that you might have misconstrue her for a pig in another life. Ignoring her assets, she has short white fur with a smattering of black spots. Two pretty large, brown, curved horns that would seem like she got a croissant stuck in her head. A slender tail adorned with an engraved golden ring and a brown poofy tip. She has a little bit of chub to make her all the more cuter to look at. Strangely though, she is holding up a lit rectangular sign that says: '*Moocafe Vending Machine 2.0*' "Hello! My name is Moo! It's a bit on the nose, we know. Would you like a patented Mooffee™ or other assorted drink?" The cow offers. Before you can respond, she turns around and presents her ass cheek. There's a branding on this cow's rear. Various icons are etched into her for you to comb through. On her panties reads '*Insert buttcoin*' with arrows pointing to her anus. Actually... it looks more like a coin slot. "Go ahead, pick something. Just put a coin in and pick a flavor." [[Back<-Or you could back away.]] Otherwise the icons are as follows: [[MooNorm<-Carton of Milk]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Flavor Text)] [[MooChoco<-Chocolate Bar]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Flavor Text)] [[MooStw<-Strawberry]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Flavor Text)] [[Mooffee<-Coffee Cup]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Flavor Text)] [[MooOrg<-Orange]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Flavor Text)] [[MooMilk<-Cowbell]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Partial TF)] [[MooMystery<-Question Mark]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Funny Flavor Text)] [[MooMalfunction<-Press your fingers to all of them at once]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Moo->Vending machine, you->Moo)] Seasonal Variants:(click:"Seasonal Variants")[ [[Eggnog<-Egg]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Flavor Text)] ]

The cow let's out a moan of pleasure as you sink a coin into her ass. Her icons light up allowing you to pick the icon that looks vaguely similar to a carton of milk. The little doodle on her rear even says milk on it. Your finger pushes into her supple butt, indenting it a bit. So soft and plush. Immediately the cow moans. She spins back around to present herself. Well, her bloated self. Each of her tits have inflated with milk as the white liquid drips out of her tits and udder. "P-please give me a minute~" Moo reaches up to her horn and yoinks it off... only for there to be another horn underneath. The horn she pulled off unfurls in her hand... actually it looked a bit like cardboard... wait a minute. That wasn't a horn, it is a paper coffee cup! She brings the cup down to her udder and milks herself. Her three stubby fingers pull at every teat on her pudgy pink udder. She mostly misses the cup but eventually it is filled. "H-here you go..." Handing you the cup. The drink goes down smooth and a bit warm. It's nice and has a hint of sweetness in it. Such a rich taste too. You finish up the milk leaving you with a white mustache. It's a very good drink and you should be happy with your purchase. "T-thank you, come again." The cow shivers, still in an aroused state and dripping. Least she looks happy. You walk away for now as the vending machine seems to be under... lusty maintenance with herself. [[Back]]

The cow let's out a moan of pleasure as you sink a coin into her ass. Moo's icons light up allowing you to pick the icon that looks vaguely similar to a chocolate bar. The little doodle on her rear has six square chocolate pieces in the bar. Your finger pushes into her supple butt, indenting it a bit. So soft and plush. Immediately the cow moans. She spins back around to present herself. It takes a minute but you begin to see the difference in color her body is taking. Her white fur is turning brown, while her spots are shifting to white. Meanwhile, her breasts and udders bloat. Each of her tits have inflated with milk as brown liquid drips out of her tits and udder. "P-please give me a minute~" Moo reaches up to her horn and yoinks it off... only for there to be another horn underneath. The horn she pulled off unfurls in her hand... actually it looked a bit like cardboard... wait a minute. That wasn't a horn, it is a paper coffee cup! She brings the cup up to her left breast and milks herself. Her three stubby fingers pulling at her erect nipple. She mostly misses the cup but eventually it is filled. "H-here you go..." Handing you the cup. The drink goes down smooth and a bit cool. It tastes like classic chocolate milk but with an extra kick of sweetness and a little on the thick side. It leaves you with a little chocolate mustache from how much you enjoyed it and you can't help but lick your lips. "T-thank you, come again." The cow shivers, still in an aroused state and dripping. You walk away for now as the vending machine seems to be under... lusty maintenance with herself. [[Back]]

The cow let's out a moan of pleasure as you sink a coin into her ass. Her icons light up allowing you to pick the icon that looks vaguely similar to a strawberry. You can even count the seeds on the little doodle on her rear. Your finger pushes into her supple butt, indenting it a bit. So soft and plush. Immediately the cow moans. She spins back around to present herself. It takes a minute but you begin to see the difference in color her body is taking. Her spots turn pink and adorable. Even her eyelashes shift to pink and she even blushes more. Blushes about what? Her breasts and udders bloat. Each of her tits have inflated with milk as pink liquid drips out of her tits and udder. "P-please give me a minute~" Moo reaches up to her horn and yoinks it off... only for there to be another horn underneath. The horn she pulled off unfurls in her hand... actually it looked a bit like cardboard... wait a minute. That wasn't a horn, it is a paper coffee cup! She brings the cup up to her right breast and milks herself. Her three stubby fingers pulling at her erect nipple. She mostly misses the cup but eventually it is filled. "H-here you go..." Handing you the cup. The drink goes down smooth and a bit chilled. It tastes like a mix between milk and the juiciness of strawberry. It feels a bit exotic with the flavor filling your mouth. It leaves you with a little pink mustache from how much you enjoyed it and you can't help but lick your lips. "T-thank you, come again." The cow shivers, still in an aroused state and dripping. You walk away for now as the vending machine seems to be under... lusty maintenance with herself. [[Back]]

The cow let's out a moan of pleasure as you sink a coin into her ass. Moo's icons light up allowing you to pick the icon that looks exactly like a '?'. The drawing does not indicate anything further. Your finger pushes into her supple butt, indenting it a bit. So soft and plush. Immediately the cow moans. She spins back around to present herself. It takes a minute but you begin to see the difference in color her body is taking. Her spots turn white. She looks closer to a sheep then a cow in a way being completely white furred. Meanwhile, her breasts and udders bloat. Each of her tits have inflated with milk as white liquid drips out of her tits and udder... but also somewhere else. "P-please give me a minute~" Moo reaches up to her horn and yoinks it off... only for there to be another horn underneath. The horn she pulled off unfurls in her hand... actually it looked a bit like cardboard... wait a minute. That wasn't a horn, it is a paper coffee cup! She brings the cup down... way down. Both her hands go under her udder and- "AAA~ MFFF~!" She moans. You can tell she probably just... fingered herself and now she is- "H-here you go..." handing you the cup filled with white liquid. T-t-thankfully it just looks like milk and not like orgasmic fluids. You still hesitate but... you did put the coin in. So you decide to go drink it down and- W-what is this flavor? It's like... cheesecake? No... pancakes... no, no wait... a half chicken and half burger sandwich but they toasted the bread too much and there's a dash of pepper... no... no that's close but not right. M-maybe this is what pineapple on pizza tastes like! While you were distracted with those flavors, the cow pulled out a clipboard. "Our company would like to ask you what flavor you believe this to be. Could you please state it for me?" [[MooMystery2<-"Peach"]] [[MooMystery2<-"Lemon"]] [[MooMystery2<-"Cooked Lizard"]] [[MooMystery2<-"Banana Bread"]] [[MooMystery2<-"Peach 2"]] [[MooMystery2<-"Chopped Onions"]] [[MooMystery2<-"Salad with a lot of dressing"]] [[MooMystery2<-"Pirate Gold"]]

The cow let's out a moan of pleasure as you sink a coin into her ass. Her icons light up... However, instead of deciding on any one button, you go ahead and jam your fingers into every button. Your hand sinking into her bubble butt. Meanwhile, the cow tenses up. "W-w-what's going-" *zzrrt*, purple electrical bolts travel up and down her body. "What have you-" *zzrrt*, her breasts are inflating and deflating randomly. Each one random cup sizes. It is weird, a bit freekish. Her head rotates a full 180 degrees to look at you. "ErRoR eRrOr malfunction, malfunction. Please callllllllll-" ***BZZZZTTT*** You get electrocuted! Shocked! Knocked back a bit by the powerful energy surge of the cow. She... temporarily looks like she shut down. You feel numb after the ordeal. Specifically in your fingers and toes. It is somewhat hard to stand. actually looking at your hands reveals them to be... stiffer. Hardening. You look over to the cow who is starting to stir. [[MooMalfunction2<-She doesn't look good either.]]

The cow let's out a moan of pleasure as you sink a coin into her ass. Her icons light up allowing you to pick the icon that looks vaguely similar to a coffee cup. The doodle even has little lines of steam above it. Your finger pushes into her supple butt, indenting it a bit. So soft and plush. Immediately the cow moans. "Oh~ our special brew~~~" She spins back around to present herself. It takes a minute but you begin to see the difference in color her body is taking. Her spots turn brown. She reaches back to her tail and pulls the ring upwards. Her breasts and udders bloat but also steam starts to rise from her tits and teats. She is starting to sweat and radiate heat. Each of her tits have inflated with hot caramel brown liquid. "P-please give me a minute~" Moo reaches up to her horn and yoinks it off... only for there to be another horn underneath. The horn she pulled off unfurls in her hand... actually it looked a bit like cardboard... wait a minute. That wasn't a horn, it is a paper coffee cup! She brings the cup up to her lower breasts and milks herself. Her three stubby fingers pulled at her left erect nipple to pour out the coffee followed by switching to her right erect nipple to add a bit of cream. She mostly misses the cup but eventually it is filled. "H-here you go..." Handing you the cup. The drink is quite hot! You somehow find the strength to gulp it down. Thankfully the cream added a bit of a sweet edge but otherwise that caffeine! That caffeine is already in your veins! Even if it is late at night, it feels like morning now... "T-thank you, come again." The cow shivers, still in an aroused state and dripping. You walk away for now as the vending machine seems to be under... lusty maintenance with herself. [[Back]]

The cow let's out a moan of pleasure as you sink a coin into her ass. Her icons light up allowing you to pick the icon that looks vaguely similar to a rectangular, boxy cowbell. Your finger pushes into her supple butt, indenting it a bit. So soft and plush. Pressing the button makes a *ding a-ling* noise. Immediately the cow moans. She spins back around to present herself. Well, her bloated self. Each of her tits have inflated with milk as the white liquid drips out of her tits and udder. She's blushing. "Uhh... I... this option requires that you drink from the tap." As she indicates to her milk jugs. Wow, does she have a lot of milk jugs. The choice is yours, drink in her leaking breasts or suck at her overfilled udder? [[MooMilkA<-Breasts]] (if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Gain an Udder)] [[MooMilkB<-Udder]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Gain 4 Breasts)]

(if:$mooffee is 1)[[But you want more...]] (set:$mooffee to 1) Unable to stop yourself, you want more of those caffine jitters! You are sure with the cows helo you'll

Before you can reply, a voice behind you states "I thought it was Kiwi." It is some anthro, male fox in a blue sweater. "No, no... it was chocolate chip cookies." Says a busty hippo gal. "It tasted like watermelon sherbet with cotton candy! No, it was fruit punch yah nitwit. Actually I was ostrich egg..." From below, a three headed mouse arguing with itself. "Grapes and apples!" "Crayons!" "Tastes like the disappointment I had when I got fired." A crowd is gathering of various humans, anthros, and monsters. "Pretzels with slime!" "Like eating a napkin with hentai drawn on it!" "Roast beef and concrete!" However, no matter how many people comment, no two answers are alike. There's a budding frustration. "No, how could it be cabbage and potatoes, clearly it is celery and tomatoes!" "Honey! You've been fired! Then what have you been doing on Friday afternoons!" "Everyone's wrong, it tastes like spaghetti!" "Okay, I only ate a few crayons, so what!" "You like the taste of canned artificial chocolate? Bleh~ what kind of monster are you!" "Tastes like your mom's ass!" **Pow!** The first punch is thrown. Kicks and shoves occur. Noises all around you as the commotion builds up. You get battered around, bouncing like a pinball till finally you are shoved out of the brawl and just look on. Seems Moo is at least writting down everyone's answers from the other side of the melee. Bruised and with a fight in front of you, probably best to give it a while before you try again... Do you wish to find [[Back<-Something else?]] Or are you going to need a rest and [[Credits<-head home with an ice pack.]]

The cow looks strange. Her fur looks sleek and is silver. Her spots shift to random colors and glow like neon. "Uhgg~ I-I-I-mfff~!" You can hear something slide out from under her udder. Her moans plus the wet dripping allows you to make an educated guess that something is dispensing from her vagina. *Clunk.* A bottle of white liquid, milk, rolls over to you. A brand is stuck onto the bottle: '*Mooruk's Moo-ilk! (Portable Edition)*' Looking back to the cow is a scary sight. Her elbows have become broad. Her torso has become larger while her arms and legs are just basic stumps. She looks boxy and her udder has started to fade into a clear looking. Clear for what? You look inside and see it, a motherload of Mooruk products. Chocolate, strawberry, mystery milk. All on racks. The icons on the cow move to her front as well as that coin slot. Her limbs are fading, even her head is merging with her rectangular torso. It's quite horrific but soon there isn't a cow left... just a tall, cold vending machine with a cow aesthetic painted onto it. You just stare in disbelief... [[MooMalfunction3<-Until you feel something above your butt.]]

Something changes in the back of you. Turning around there's... a sleek tail with the same gold ring on that cow! *Bump, bump!* Now in the front there's a new feeling. Your breasts are filling. Expanding to hold all that heavy, creamy milk. Another set below your bubbling breasts is forming too. Two rows of F-cup breasts with a heaping amount of product in them. ... Product? Yes of course! You need to sell your milk! Or at least try to get it off your chest. But how will they pick what kind of milk they want? Suddenly you feel a warmth on your ass. It isn't painful but you can feel yourself get marked with strange icons, symbols. You can't wait for people to touch you and select their favorite product. Back on the frontside, around your pelvis is something heavy as well. A pudgy, pink sack with four teats. Each filling up, flooding with more of your product. It weighs you down, but don't worry! Your feet are harder and more equipped for the task. You've got stern hooves. So too are your fingers 3 hardened nails. White fur coats your body with messy black splotches. Your head begins to shift. Brown, paper horns push out of your head. They pierce beyond that as your brain is skewered with more, more, and more thoughts of sell, sell, selling your milk to passersby! You just need a premier location. Here seems occupied by another vending machine! So you set off! You take the sign your twin had and start walking away. Your name is Moo! Your version number is 2.04! Serial code: S73pH1Ne! You can't wait to have your ass get filled with buttcoins! You strut away to serve your new purpose, selling your milk at street corners to those who would want it. [[Credits<-The End]]

You bring your head up to Moo's breasts. Each one is already dripping, bloated with milk. You can smell it. The cow looks down at you and nods, affirming it is okay. You push your mouth up to her top right tit. Clasping your lips around her erect nipple. You give a little sip and- It is good... no, amazing! The milk is refreshing even if it is a bit lukewarm! Your tongue rolls around and flicks her nipple to try to get more of it. The cow moans and "m-m-mooo~"s to your advances. One breast isn't enough, your eyes look over to the one below it and crouch down. You suck and slurp at it. Getting all that delicious white cream in your mouth. The prior breast is dripping on you from above but you don't care. While on your binge, you can feel yourself getting heavier, larger, having more capacity to absorb more milk. So you move to the nipple next door and chug away. Feasting to your heart's content. Getting bigger and bigger down there. Your expanding stomach... no... something more sensitive and pudgy then that. It is forming under your tummy, filling up. But you are too distracted with your drink to care. Finally, you move onto her last breast, the top left. You guzzle the rest of your drink as your new udder bloats and ways down on you. All that milk going straight to it and the sensitive teats on it. Pinned right between your genitals and belly button. Finally Mooruk's tank is empty and yours is quite full. The entire time, the cow was in pleasure. She's left in a sensitive daze from having herself be used like 4 milk cartons glued together. You yourself are a bit overly calm about things. Probably because of all the smooth, delicious milk. Without better judgement, you walk away from the scene until you are back where you started and suddenly realize what a fat udder you have! [[Back<-Well... what to do now?]]

You bring your head down to Moo's udder. It's bloated, filled, pudgy. Each one of those three inch long teats is leaking. White milk droplets roll down the udder just wasting the drink you bought. No time like now to try and take it all in. You push your mouth to one of the teats and take a sip! It's... refreshing. Smooth and rich. Delicious. You suckle on the teat harder. Milk spurting into your mouth. The cow revels in it. She "M-m-mooo~''s in her excitement. Your face squishes the udder as you sink in. Like a waterbed for your face... a water-pillow? Milk-pillow? It doesn't matter. You just want more and more. You open your mouth wide and drag a second tender teat to your lips. Squeezing both milk guns into your mouth at once. The tasty milk feels heavy on your chest. Gulping down more and more by the milliliter, you feel a weight pull you down. Your chest feels like it is filling, all that milk going right under your erect nipples. Your nipples sensitive push out further than they already did. You've got filled knockers on your chest. But just because you have two jiggly, milk filled breasts of your own, it doesn't mean you want to stop. You grope and feel at Mooruk's squeezable, plump udder. You try to aim all the teats at your face. Easily tilting the erect fountains. Some fire off in various directions, which leads to your face and chest getting milk on it. Still, you get some of the milk to go down your mouth. It can't fill your breasts though so it decides to make a new set. Right below your currently milk bloated boobs is another big set. They are just as sensitive and just as big. All four melons grind, rub, and slap each other as they settle into position on your chest. Finally the udder is deflated, drained. The entire time, the cow was in pleasure. She's left in a daze from having herself be used like a barrel of milk. You yourself are a bit overly calm about things. Probably because of all the smooth, delicious milk. Without better judgement, you walk away from the scene until you are back where you started and suddenly realize what a plump set of breasts you have! [[Back<-Well... what to do now?]]

You walk around the case of sweets and crawl under a half door to enter. The floor is a complete mess with powder, frosting, toppings, and crumbs all over the place. There's a hope that the sweet makers here do not give customers treats that feel on the floor. Especially since Jane's paw prints are shaped into the piles of sugar on the floor. But now's not the time to be looking around. You need some help and you intend to get it from someone. You know Jane is around, but towards the back is another employee shifting around. You can see tails flicking about back there. Maybe that person could help you out instead? [[JaneTiny<-Try to get Jane's attention]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Vore)] [[StephTiny<-Check who is back there.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (currently in development, just a branch end for now)]

As you make it through a des(s)ert of sugar, mountains of flour, and a river of sprinkles, you finally make it to the back section of the store. You finally see the employee, the backside of a dark brown furred kitsune. From your angle, you can see immediately what gender this fox is. The fox's 5 inch dick is hanging down between his plump thighs. Well.. five inches for a normal sized person. To you it is huge! His apron hides nothing from the back nor is he wearing anything else. You can see his juicy, large ass and his three flicking tails. Each tail is of a different color; creamy white, brown chocolate, and light hazel. They are long and touch the ground. His frame is pretty feminine with curved sides, slender muscles, sleek fur. The only real male part about him is his prominent, red penis and no breasts on his figure. Currently, he seems to be working on pastries at a table in front of him. Seems like the best way to get his attention is to meet him up there. [[StephTiny2<-Climb up to the top of the table.]]

It is quite a trek but you make it to the top of the table. However... you still don't get the kitsune's attention. He turned around to go deal with something, on the racks leaving you there with his... creations. To your left are several donuts. Glazed, vanilla frosted, marble, pink with sprinkles. The base has that golden look like it must be fluffy and near perfect to try. There's six in total and each one looks delicious. But to your right are some cream horns. Crisp, flaky, brown crust with some crystal sugar spread across it. The crust cocoons a pure white, almost too smooth, cream frosting. There's about three horns in a pyramid shape for your eyes to look over. Either set of desserts prove to be a significant temptation. Especially at your current size, you'd get so much to feast on. The fox isn't looking, maybe just a quick taste wouldn't hurt. Lastly, behind you is an open window. It leads back out into the alleyway and looks safer than leaving through the front. It should lead you right back to the middle of the alleyway. Perhaps that is your safest option right now. [[Unshrink<-Leave out the open window.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Branch End)]

You breathe in and out. The warmth and smells of the food around you are distracting but... serve as a reminder for where this all started. That moment, in the middle of the alleyway with all those food stalls surrounding you. You close your eyes. You focus on those feelings, you want to be there, once more. Not in here, not with these sloppy seconds. You want out. You believe in yourself to leave. You want to hear the sounds of slimes, giraffes, and penguins shuffle around you. You want nearby smoke and steam to hit your face, you... you start to see shifting lights beyond your closed eyelids. What's this... feeling. You are being pulled, shifted, moving through time and space itself! Since when could you do this? Is it something all micros are capable of?! The lights intensify, blind you. For some reason you can't breath. There's no air in translucent space! Then... ***HEAVY INHALE*** ***EXHALE*** ***Exhale*** *Exhale* You are back. Back in the middle of it with customers around and delicious smells to take in. You are more than back actually! You are back to your original self with your original size! D-did you time travel or something?[[Back<- It doesn't matter! You are back!]]

You choose to take your time in your escape. You don't want to mess this up being so close. Eventually you get your head out of the zebra's puckered, black anus. Comically enough, his boxers are black with white dots. How stereotypical. You progress onwards. Your shoulders slip out, your chest is freed, and soon your hands are unbound. At this point, it is easy to slip out as you push your hands to his tender, squishy ass and *hrng~* you finally get the rest of yourself out of him. As soon as your lower half leaves him you start to fall. Sliding down the side of his boxers, down his pants. At least it is a comfortable ride. Rubbing against his comfortable furry thigh and pleasant denim jeans. Finally you slip out of the cuff and... well look at that. You are back in the middle of the alleyway. The zebra walks off without a care in the world. You are a bit slimy... but somehow got out clean. You are still tiny though but maybe it'll fix itself with time. You were so busy being his meal that you are hungry for your own again. Maybe you should head [[Unshrink<-look around for some food again]] or you might want to [[Credits<-head home and get cleaned]].

Maybe gently rubbing the puckered passageway will make the guy open up. You wriggle and rub your body to the flesh around you. You feel a small quake. A shiver across the zebra's body. A moan from him. He clops off and runs. You can feel the bouncing motion of such a rush. He's going somewhere and his hurry makes you slide across his anus more. The zebra slowed down as he reached some destination. You are unsure where while being inside this hole but you will soon find out. The walls are massaging you now, pulsing and thumping. Laying into you and... pushing you out! Woo~! Slowly you start to see the light. Slowly you can push yourself out. Slowly you can... hear the moaning? **PLAP, PLAP!** You fall out onto the floor and land into a bed of sorts. No... it smells like the zebra you just came out of. You are in his pants and underwear that he has removed. Past that is all tiled floor. Behind you is white porcelain. You realize where you are, the zebra went to a bathroom stall! Above you is the zebra himself and it all starts to make sense. He's jerking his hard, black horse cock off. The end of it is quite fat with a puffy ring but it is thick and chubby the whole foot long. You must have pleasured him... y-you were his butt plug! The zebra can't stay still while masterbating himself off with his hands. He paces and spins inside the confined stall... well confined to him, you are just small. He spins around so you get to really see that shaft face you. He is snorting and grunting. He looks close and you seem to be in the blast zone... *gulp*. He tilts his hard cock down and aims it at the toilet... from the stall door. His hands grip his cock and he fires away. A flood of semen unloads like a cannon. His aim is off and instead of hitting the toilet bowl, it hits you. You get lost in a pile of creamy, salty, smelly cum. Buried in it and even eating it. Lost in a clump of white goo. You can hear the zebra huff from outside the pile. "Ha, ha, ha-" It takes a minute before you can hear him get up. He doesn't even know you are there and he doesn't see it fit to take his clothes that are now drenched in an off-white color. He gets up and stretches before opening the stall and heading out. You are left behind to wallow in the jizz. Left to contemplate what to do next. You can leave here and [[Unshrink<-try to eat somewhere...]] or maybe all this cum was enough of a meal for you and you can go back [[Credits<-home]].

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You can't resist this sour pleasure it is giving you. Driving all your sweet, sugar fats and such from your body. No... more than that but it doesn't matter. You get to taste that good citrus juice. So tangy and dense. It hits you like eating 3 unpeeled lemons, a tangerine, 2 wedges of orange, and 7 milliliters of lime juice. While your taste buds are tantalized with raw sour, your body is shriveling. Being pulled in, drained. The world around you is getting bigger and bigger. People walking by don't even take notice of your shrunken form. You are below anyones knees, heck, you are getting close to the size of their ankles. A heel could squash you into dust, but it doesn't end there. No, the leech is hungry for you and you for it. You are being sucked in further. Your limbs being pulled inwards, your torso scrunched up. Sour filling your veins. Your body goes translucent and squishy. You can feel a plump tail and strange fangs. You are being pulled into the leech, no, becoming one with it. Your body is drippy, gushy. Your body ripples as it gets slurped up into the bloated leech. Soon, your feelings fade... ... but only briefly. You feel plump, squishy. Coated in a crystalized cocoon. Your fangs are dripping from the meal you just enjoyed. All those sugars inside you are getting condensed. Changed. Becoming delicious nourishment for you... and you want more. More sugar to sustain your body and more sour to share. To inject people with. Yes... you are a sour leech and will give the world your sour. [[Credits<- Now get out there and get sucking!]]

The cow let's out a moan of pleasure as you sink a coin into her ass. Her icons light up allowing you to pick the icon that looks vaguely similar to an egg. Your finger pushes into her supple butt, indenting it a bit. You hear an egg cracking noise as you select it. The icon now a cracked egg. Immediately the cow moans. She spins back around to present herself. It takes a minute but you begin to see the difference in color her body is taking. Her spots turn ing a yellow with a tint of orange. Her breasts and udder bloat. But even more then that, so does her stomach. Little ovals push against her gut, dotting it. "P-please give me a minute~" She squats down and grunts. "Mrfff~!" *Plop!* An egg drops out of her pussy and onto the floor. Actually, more then one. Each egg is decently sized and isn't pure white. It has black cow spots printed on it. The eggs drip with her vaginal fluids. She picks one up in her three digit hoof hand and gives it to you. "J-just crack it open and have a taste." You can feel that there's a thick liquid inside the egg. It definitely isn't something regular like other eggs. Having paid for this shell, you crack it open. The egg getting a zig zag pattern on the exterior. You bring it over your head and pull the egg in two. Viscous fluid flows down and into your maw. Hmm~ it tastes like pretty good eggnog! Yum! "T-thank you, come again." The cow shivers, still in an aroused state and dripping. You walk away for now as the vending machine seems to be under... lusty maintenance with herself. [[Back]]

Now this is a sight. Instead you are in line for a small cafe. Steam from hot coffee, hot chocolate, hot cinnamon rolls, and hot servers are emitting from the little dining area that customers are seated at. Wait... hot what? Yes, all the waiters and waitresses are fine beauties or hunks for your kinks. Some of the waiters are in line with expectations such as a handsome horse in a waiters uniform with a large bump under his apron. Some are more classic like the bunny in a bunny suit. Others seem more taste driven like a thick, chubby, skunk delivering a plate of cheeses or a unicorn dressed in a mermaid outfit not carrying out food but rather carrying back a customer. Strange. You grab a menu while in line for more information. There is no food listed, rather, server names and a title. It seems that the servers order a meal for you. 'This makes the exchanges more intimate' says the menu. Intriguing. Unfortunately as you reach the front of the line, the doorman stops you. "Sorry, we don't have space right now for you. Our servers are a bit busy today with a bar mitzvah party and one of the servers thought it would be fun to dose them with some Dr. Inflation. Now we have several dog balloons to take care of. We should have the space cleared in ~~the **next** update for sure~~ a few days. Thank you for your patience." Well that was a bust. Time to go [[Back<-back]].

//The more you click no, the more the ads start to blur together. You struggle to focus on the screen as more and more bizarre items are shown. But soon a general theme starts to appear. More heat vents for better cooling. Polish for a mirror shine on your chassis. Cute synthetic lifeforms winking at you as you're told they are near your location. Something is off but amidst all the ads, you see the yes and no button appear.// [[Definitely!<-Yes]] [[NoPath2<-No.]]

//You ignore it. Why would you select yes to going to the food court? You don’t eat food. You in fact can’t stand the idea, having to listen to all the organics chew and slurp. You would rather be at a . You tap in displeasure on your keyboard, recalling you’ve got to go advertise for it tonight. Wait. Keyboard? Why would you use such a clunky tool? You pull up your Hud display on your visor. Immediately you are bombarded with error messages. Something about being incompatible with your current form?// [[futuretech<-Perform a diagnostics check.]]

The diagnostics window brings up several issues with your current system. As such a hardware update is being sent out to models like you... and while you may (link:"hate updates")[hate updates (and I mean //HATE// updates...)], the admin you work under has sent a bypass which automatically locks up your system till the update is installed. The visor starts to flash sending signals and hypnotic messages while magical zaps and sparks fly. Your body is feeling strange, harder. Your skin toughening. It isn't the strongest, your skin is still pliable... but it doesn't feel real. It is a dense plastic and somewhat silverish. Your bones turn into stretchy and sealed wiring, allowing them to bend in any direction. The visor pulls into your face more and more as the details of your body smooth out. Your genitals become flattened into nothing. Your brain is getting filled with advert jargon, how much you 'Love the Alley Way', 'Try the new micro path!', 'Can you find the easter egg?'. You are getting more in love with the idea of the Alley Way by the moment... even though you haven't even begun to play it. Too bad you still won't play it afterwards. An advertisement synth like you has a job to do, to spread the word about the alleyway!... also you can't eat like normal people! Your body requires oil and lubricant... though you can get pleasure addons for others. Anyway, off to work!... oh, and if you want to know who your creators are~ [[Credits<-credits]]

Bell the Bunny

"Ahh~, of course. Quite a cliche choice but nothing wrong with the classics, she will be with you momentarily." He walks away, leaving you to wait around. After a brief amount of time, your server finally arrives. Dawn in the classic black and white maid outfit is an equivalently white and black colored cat girl. Her tail is slender and sleek. Her triangular ears are oppositely colored, one black and one white with pink flesh on the inside. The fur covering her body is black with white spots. Her hair is also black and short, out of the way of her orange eyes and white whiskers. She's got a cute frame, thin overall with C-cup breasts. Overall, she looks cute but she exerts herself as curious and maybe a bit mischievous. She seems to look you over for every detail before touching your face with a fuzzy finger. "Boop. Hehe~" She giggles. She places down your dessert on a small plate in front of you before sitting next to you and taking up the additional space in the booth. "I'm Kate!" A precious smile across her face. She nuzzles her cheeks to your face. You can feel her whiskers tickle you too. The dish she provides is cheesecake. Almost literal, in fact, as the cheesecake has small holes and craters that make it look like swisscheese. It isn't yellow like cheese and looks to be vanilla. "Why don't you eat up hmm~?" She's giving you some cute eyes and blocking your way out of the booth. [[cat2<-Welp, dig in.]]

Thankfully there's a fork set out next to the slice of cheesecake. The fork is all you need to carve into the smooth and soft cake. Cutting all the way down to the base. Taking off the tip. You bring it's somewhat giggly form up to your mouth and nom on it. The taste is the first thing that hits you. It is rich and intense sweet vanilla. It splashes across your tongue. The smooth feeling of it, the crisp cinnamon crust on the bottom. So soft you would believe it to be cream itself. So of course it goes down easy. You can't resist stabbing and eating your cake, even ignoring the pretty cat girl next to you. You ignore more than that too. Your front teeth really dig into each bite as they grow. Your ears become round and big. Short and sleek white fur coats your body. From your back, you can feel something slender. It is pale pink, almost whip like, and definitely a part of your body. The cat next to you seems excited for the changes and smirks. "Now don't you look delicious." She tackles you and pins you down to the booth seat. She has you locked under her with her paws at your shoulders. She's taller then you right now. Your small, pale pink, and furless hands press onto her maid outfit. Her head leans down and presses her wet nose to your check. Her sandpaper tongue scratching your face. "Mmm~ cute mice always taste the best." She giggles. She leans back up. "But I like playing with my food. I should give you a fair chance." [[cat3<-She gets off of you.]]

"Another one?" She's surprised by your... insistence for her to drink. "Well... I can't say no. Heh... weirdo..." She is confused by your demeanor but she can't refuse serving you and, as she walks away, says to herself "It'll be a good night tonight". You get a good look at her thick booty as she leaves with the last of the first flask. Soon she returns with your- well, her drink. She sits back down in the same spot and downs half of it. "Ahh~" smoke blowing out. Thankfully, none of the smoke causes any of the fire sprinklers to go off. She shivers in her seat. "Finally, something good around here. Maybe you do get me a little. Man, I feel loose. This outfit is usually so tight. Dumb magic keeping it that way. Nothing like a good drink though to numb the senses and loosen you up. Ha ha!" *Burp.* She doesn't care about manners though. She's got a smile and giggle going on. She's gone all bubbly by the time she's drunk the whole flask. "You're a fun one. Nobody else around here is fun. They just wanna feed their mouths and eyes with dessert. They're no fun. You are fun." She's losing posture, form, and her abrasive personality... but at least it looks like she's having fun losing it. Perhaps you can use this as an opportunity to push forward. [[DragonDrunk3<-Take Advantage. "Another."]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Sex Scene)] [[DragonResponsible<-Be Responsible. "I think you had enough."]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Ends branch)]

*Hiccup.* "Oh... another... hehe~" You reach a hand out forwards and overlay it on her claw. "Ha ha... alright. Come with me. I might need help." She slides out of the booth and indicates you follow. She sneaks you into the back, down some steps into a cellar. Inside this cellar is the cafe's adult drinks. There's not that many, onl, mostly wines used in cooking. The area is dimly lit. All the while, she is holding your hand. Well... you are holding hers. She needs the balance. At the base of the steps, she falls back onto your chest, giggling. "Good catch. Hah. My... woof~ I'm hot!" She runs her claw across your chest. The nails lightly scratch at your form. She looks very lusty and- "Do you have anything to... cool me down?" You look down at your crotch. What will you offer her? [[DragonDrunkM1<-A penis popsicle]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Male Sex Scene)] [[DragonDrunkF1<-A cool cave]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Female Sex Scene)]

"Ahh~ what! But we were having soooo much fun." Were you two really? It was mostly her talking. Either way, she's in no state to be serving. You decide to do the responsible thing and let her down. Calling over the half-wolf server. "Awww~" she whines. "Yes dear customer, what is the matter- oh... Ember." He seems to understand the current situation. "I'll take care of this dragon so no further trouble may occur. Come now Ember." He takes her under the arm and drags her away. "We are sorry for the inconvenience. Please see yourself out when you are ready." Well, your meal is ruined but you at least did the right thing. You felt your heart grow a bit bigger. **Level Up! Your heart grew +2 Kindness.** Too bad there's no levels in this lewd adventure though and you are left with no food. For now, you [[Back<-head back out.]]

Walking up to you is a buck. He's quite slender. A little unfit. Big round glasses are on his muzzle. A bit of a nerd it seems. He is only wearing green cargo shorts. His body is mostly covered in short dark brown fur. His chest is covered in fluffy light brown fur. His 'antlers' are more like short stubs. He is definitely no pack leader. Maybe that's why he is eager to take you under his arms and bring you around the corner to the dumpsters. "S(text-colour:grey)+(background:grey)[hi]t, I haven't had something in a long time." He is already embarrassed. He seems really desperate and unprepared. His hands with hard hoof fingers hold you with a shaky grip. He pins you to a wall between trash cans. It isn't forceful though... yah, this guy is a desperate nerd or something. It would be kind of sad and pathetic... but if you are the one being used here then you are more pathetic it seems. He pulls down his shorts to reveal his dick. Already erect and precum leaking out of it. The dick is pretty red. About six inches long in total, which might sound like a lot but for a buck it is kind of short. What isn't small is the two fuzzy balls attached. Each one is large, bloated, and heavy. It seems like he's been pent up for a while. He brings you in closer and [[BlowupDoll3<-plays with you.]]

You whip out your cock for her. "OoO~~~" Her mouth opens agape. Her breath reeks of the oaky alcohol she just had. She leans forwards and opens her mouth around that head. Her teeth lightly scratch at your dick in an almost ticklish fashion. Her mouth opens wider to move her teeth away. Her mouth is hot. Her tongue pokes at the tip of your cock. A little flick. She teases you some more with a few more slaps to the dick head with her tongue. Finally she moves further down that shaft. Her tongue is now sliding against the bottom of your noodle. Her warm saliva coating your shaft as she closes around more and more of your cock. Her tongue is quite large, appropriate for the muzzle she has. Deeper and deeper. You eventually hit something with your tip. The back of her throat. You can feel her lips curl. [[DragonDrunkM2<-She smiles.]]

You present your slit to her. She perks up and licks her lips. She kneels and sticks out her sizable tongue. Her tongue presses to your vagina. It drolls saliva across your slit lips as she drags her tongue up and then down again. She repeats this a few times to get you started. Ember's tongue is hot. When your pussy is coated in her slick saliva, she puckers up to give a little kiss. From her lips, her tongue snakes out and starts to worm into you. Her tongue feels like a heated rod as it enters your body. It pokes and pushes to the walls of your slit. It wiggles and soaks. It dives down further and further into your loins. Her mouth opens up wider so she can reach in more. Her teeth lightly graze your crotch. Raking across your body. At any point, she could probably bite your pelvis off... but thankfully she isn't too drunk and it just tickles you. The sensations are getting greater and greater as she moves in more and [[DragonDrunkF2<-more~]]

In the display and behind the display counter are several cakes. Dark double chocolate with straberries, vanilla cake with a chocolate chip cookie below and above to create a cookie cake sandwich, oozing lemon cakes, squishy sponge cakes, pyramid cakes, volcano cakes with erupting custard, the list goes on. They all look so good and the grandest of all is a wedding cake in the back. It is white with icing used to stensil on intricate vine like designs on it. You could just eat it all... There's only one problem. The price for them all is (text-style:"italic","sway")[(text-colour:green)[copious amounts of monatary currency]] and thus you cannot partake in the cake eating... just yet anyway. In the meantime, you go back to [[Smells Sweet<-looking at the menu.]]

lottery

wings

You are free to lean back up now. Your head rises above the table once more to spot a new dish added onto the table. Who knows when she brought it out as she was next to you the whole time but... it is here now. "Would you like seconds?" She says in a lewd way. The dish in front of you is the same cheesecake you just had... only you can smell it better from here. Your nose also became pink and triangular. You can sniff how tasty that treat would be. You aren't so mouse though that you can ignore the plate that it is on. It isn't any standard plate but a wooden and metal mouse trap. The trap is set and ready to unload into any unsuspecting rodents. Thankfully you are a suspecting rodent and can ignore it if you want... but then you won't get the cheese. Such a dilemma! "Tehe~" The maid moves out of your side of the booth and over to the other side. It leaves you a chance to get away if you can ignore the cake. Or... perhaps you want to get captured. Well, the choice is yours. [[cattrap1<-Take the cheese]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Full mouse TF)] [[catnap1<-Accept capture]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Lick her out as is)] [[catrun1<-Scurry away]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Ends branch)]

You reach out to the cheesecake. Surely you'll be able to take it and not get trapped. Afterall, you aren't fully feral. You poke at it with a fork and... nothing happens. You get to steal a bite. It is soooo~ good. Just like you remember it. You take another and another. Each bite is somehow more dense and filling then the last. Soon there's a problem. Reaching over the table is difficult. Did your arms get shorter? You stand up on the booth seat and lean over the table. The fork is getting more difficult to handle. You cast it aside and start to nibble at the cake with your mouth. Jeez, there is a lot of cake. Your knees are up on the table now. Bite after bite until finally you are down to the crumbs. ***SNAP!*** The trap now clamps around you. Well... just your nose. It doesn't hurt that much, like a pinch. You would try to fix it but the trap is too big. Almost as big as you. Your instincts kick in again. You are being watched. Did you really need your instincts to tell you that though? The kitten's eyes look down at you like two burning suns. She's huge. No... you are small! You are actually mouse sized from what you can tell. The forks are too big for you, patrons around the cafe are bigger than you. Most of their faces are too... and that all comes back to the cat staring you down. [[cattrap2<-She nabs you.]]

Instead of taking the cheesecake, you get up and walk around the booth to her side. She giggles as you sit near her, indicating you give in. "Oh? An easy catch! Well, you're all mine now~." Her paw hands reach over and around you before pulling you into her cleavage. Pressing your face up to those fluffy mounds. She looks around from above you. Left and right to the other patrons. Shifty eyes, one of a very sly and devious cat. When she sees the coast is clear. "If you don't want to get cut up-'' She exposes her claws to you. The nails gleam in your eyes. Her claws look quite sharp and her face looks... threatening. Your mouse survival instincts kick in and you already feel like you will comply more, least if it will let you stay alive. "-then why don't you come down here." She slides your head down to her frilly dress before covering the top of your head with the skirt of the maid outfit. Your face is pressed to her pink and white polka-dot panties. Her paws pull down the silky fabric to reveal her slit. While it would be hard to make out with all the fuzzy fur around it, her pussy has a white spot to the left and black fur to the right making it fairly obvious where the hole is... .. . and she wants you in that hole. Your face is jammed up to her pussy. Her fur on your cheeks. It's warm down there and a bit sweaty. Residual femcum is on the hairs. "Lick." [[catnap2<-You lick.]]

Instead of sticking around, you decide to bolt. Your instincts tell you that being with this cat will lead to you getting chewed out... in a literal sense. You head out of the booth and out of the cafe. The wolf nods to you. "Oh. In such a rush! Well, come again!" He shouts to you as you run away. Your mouse body is pretty fast, agile, and slippery. It is enough to bring you back to where you started. You can find some place new to scarf some food down if you want. [[Back<-The choice is yours once again.]]

The cow let's out a moan of pleasure as you sink a coin into her ass. Moo's icons light up allowing you to pick the icon that looks vaguely similar to a round orange. It even glows the same color. Your finger pushes into her supple butt, indenting it a bit. So soft and plush. Immediately the cow moans. She spins back around to present herself. It takes a minute but you begin to see the difference in color her body is taking. Her spots are shifting to an orange color. Meanwhile, her breasts and udders bloat. Each of her tits have inflated with some sort of liquid. Both her assets seem to be bouncier. Her udder makes a sort of fizzing noise. "P-please give me a minute~" Her hands reach her udder. Suddenly she shakes it up. The fizzing noise gets louder and louder as she does. Soon, orange fluids leak out of her udder while a foamy white leaks out of her breasts. It seems like the drink is set up. Moo reaches up to her horn and yoinks it off... only for there to be another horn underneath. The horn she pulled off unfurls in her hand... actually it looked a bit like cardboard... wait a minute! That wasn't a horn, it was a paper coffee cup! She brings the cup up to her udder and pulls a teat. Orange soda pours into the cup. Filling it up with orange liquid. When the cup is nearly full, she brings it up to her breasts. *Shurp!* White cream tops off the drink, creating an orange cream float! "H-here you go..." Handing you the cup. The drink goes down chilly and sweet with that nice combination of citrus. It tastes real good. Unfortunately, this isn't a soda cup as it is all gone too soon. You would ask for more but the vending machine seems to be done for now. "T-thank you, come again." The cow shivers, still in an aroused state and dripping. You walk away for now. [[Back]]

Your tongue dives into her slit. The walls of her pussy are warm. "Mhheow~" half a moan, have a meow, all lust. Her tail bats around behind her, bumping into the table and seat. Her claws extend and knead into the booth seat. You find it hard to get deeper as her vagina is closing and clamping around your tongue. Squeezing and clenching in her lust. Your mouse body can do little, you can't push forwards but you can't pull out. You just seep your tongue in sensual wetness in there. Seeing you struggle, her claws retract to the best of her ability and reach around the back of your head. You feel her soft hands grip the back of your head before pushing you forward. It's strong enough to really get your face in there. Your mouth opens more to kiss all around her furry crotch. Your tongue sinking in, pushing against the pulsating flesh walls. It's so hot and wet. Whatever flavor of the cheesecake is left on your tongue now fades as your tastebuds grind to her pussy. "Mfff~ Ahh~" She's built up enough and [[catnap3<-climaxes.]]

As you go back to where you started, your body starts to vibrate and jiggle. **BURP**. Everything starts to grow bigger and bigger around you. You let out a few more burps and hiccups, each time causing a sudden growth spurt. The lingering sour taste fades. You grow all the way until you are finally returned to your regular size. [[Back<-Neat]]

Her big forepaw reaches over and pulls open the trap. You aren't afforded time to escape. Her fingers pinch around your slender tail and raise you up. Quite high up... least to you. She holds you like a pendulum in front of her own face. "We can't have mice running around our cafe." Her other hand boops you on the nose. You say and swing from the fuzzy finger touching you, her nails retracted so as to not cut into you. "Hehe~" She brings you close to her lips. Her hot breath of her twitching nose blows at you as she sniffs you. Her mouth opens to show four sharp fangs and a few spikey teeth. Her tongue greats you. It's ticklish as it grinds to your face, chest, pelvis, legs. Your whole body gets licked by the grip tape tongue. "Mmm~ now it's time for my treat." The cat prepares to gobble you up. Her mouth opened wide up. She's lifting you by the tail above her mouth. Her motion gives you a bit to work with. Maybe you can struggle now and slip free. It might be a fall but... her breasts are right below you. [[cateat1<-Accept your fate]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Vore and End)] [[catpanties1<-Wiggle free]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Unbirth)]

You dangle and look down. Her mouth is agape fully. Her tongue swashes around her mouth. Saliva strands stringing together across her sharp teeth. Her pinch around your tail loosens. Finally you are dropped. For some time, you fall. Getting closer to her mouth. It is getting warmer, like falling towards a volcano. Your fall is softened by her tongue. You roll across it, getting saliva all across your fur. You tumble down further and ruther. You scrape by her teeth with little harm. Soon, you are at the back of her mouth. Your body struggles to cling onto the tongue. There's no escape now. Her mouth is closing slowly, the light of the outside world fading. Finally, she shuts her mouth and *gulp*! "Ahh~" [[cateat2<- You are swallowed.]]

You struggle with all your might. Flailing your tiny pale pink arms around. Wiggling your butt even if it is a bit embarrassing. It works! Your tail is free! Out of the grip of her hands. Now you can uhh... wait... if you aren't being held anymore then- *You fall.* Air rushes through your fur. It is cold for a bit. Gravity being lost and you toss through the air from your shaking. You make contact. Not a painful one. It is quite warm and soft. So squishy, bouncy too. A big round pillow on either side of you. "Oh? Do you like it there better mousy?" A voice from above rings. You look around and realize where you are. You landed between her boobs, right in her cleavage. "Hehe~" She giggles. "Maybe I can play with my snack some more~." She pushes her breasts together and starts to massage you. Your entire body gets smothered. Your face getting bumped by those squishy breasts. You are knocked too and fro as you fall down her cleavage, between her breasts. You can't see the outside world as her dress blocks any views of it. You slide further and further until [[catpanties2<-you fall again.]]

You slide down too far and fall out of her breasts. Your back is gliding against her thin tummy. You can stop yourself thanks to that fur but your grasp is weak. You look down and see one more trap it seems. Her pink and white polka-dot panties are pulled open by her hands which have moved after you feel. "I've got a nice spot for you." She says outside of the dress. She shakes left and right, enough to get you to fall onto those silk panties. It catches you like a trampoline. After a moment you can see what you are face to face. It is her pussy. It is just about as tall as you. "Get in your hole little mouse." **SNAP!** The panties snap back to her waist, taking you with it. Your body mashes to her slit. Your hand sinks inside the wormhole. Your fingers touch the sensitive walls, causing them to clench inwards slightly. It is your face, however, that gets her immediately excited. Your nose is pressed right to her clit. "Ahhh~" The rush of excitement pushes you forwards. [[catpanties3<-You sink in.]]

Your head and chest push into her crawlspace. Your face gets drizzled in her fluids. Everything is moist and warm. You can find space to breathe but all the air is heavily scented in sexual pheromones. Half the time though, you just gulp down her wetness with every breath. You add onto the heat, especially with your furry body. She pushes on your behind, sending you deeper in. "Ahh~" you can hear her muffled moan. The walls clench around you. Closing and squeezing your furry body. It isn't crushing thankfully, the walls are still fleshy and squishy enough for you to press on them. Still, you aren't strong enough to push yourself out or go against the undulating cave. Actually, pushing back makes her "Mmmh~" moan in delight and the walls squeeze every bit of you even more. Slapping your body, hands, feet, butt, and face with her fluids. She's getting ever closer to a climax by your motions. You can tell just by the oven heating up with you in it. How the smell of passion burns your nose. She sends you all the way up, not even your tail is left out of it. Your face bumps to her cervix. She revels in the feeling of your head nearly piercing her all the way through that a torrent of fluids comes rushing down at you. [[catpanties4<-She has climaxed.]]

Your tongue gets soaked in her femcum. Your mouth, wide open with lips to her body, gets splashed with those same fluids. It's warm, harshly tangy, and wipes the taste of any residual cheesecake from your mouth. "Mmmm~" She lets out a low moan. Her body relaxes. Her inner walls loosen and allow your tongue to slip out. She huffs and breathes in and out. "Ahh~ thank you little mouse." She pauses to take another break. "I hope you enjoyed my service. I enjoyed yours. Hehe~" She gets up on wobbly legs out of the booth, pushing you aside. "Have a... good night." She does a courtesy before stepping away. You can see her trailing some droplets. You are left to yourself and the lingering taste of her in your mouth. Perhaps you could use some food to help you wash the taste off your tongue. Maybe the cat maid's juices were enough to satisfy. Do you [[Back<-go back]] or [[Credits<-are you full?]]

You get smothered in all her femcum. The warm juices soak into your fur. Your fur becomes heavy and matted. The walls loosen up though. You can feel there's a shift of movement. You can assume she's resting from such a release of pleasure. You can attempt to move out of hole now, at least you can get some time to breathe instead of taking in the thick slime coating you. Peaking your head out puts your face into contact with her panties. You can barely see through the stitching of the fabric. You can hear her heavily breathing. With this moment, you get some nice fresh air for all of eight seconds before you can see the shadow of her hand come by. It attempts to push you back in. She speaks in exasperated breath. "No mice... in the cafe. I'll keep you as a pet though... if you are good." As you get slurped back into her hole. You are put back into the dark cave and can only occasionally look out at the floor. She gets up and gets back to work. For the next while, you are just her damp dildo. From the tables to the kitchen, you are brought around with her. Cleaning the dishes you ate from, taking your belongings that are too big to the trash, talking with the other maids and servers. She compliments customers, teases them with her cute demeanor. Sometimes she gets a little wet from the teasing and playing. You overhear her with a customer, clearly she is going to do something to them that is similar to your predicament. Now would be a perfect chance to attempt an escape... unless of course you plan to be her pet. [[catpantiesescape<-Leave]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Ends branch)] [[catpantiespet<-Stay]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Leads to an Ending)]

While she is getting hot and bothered, this is your opportunity. You weasel your way out... well you aren't a weasel but you get the point! You push at the fabric of her panties. It works as they stretch enough to make a leg hole wide enough for escape. You move out and go out of the hole, climbing down her stockings and across the floor out of the cafe. You might feel bad for her having lost her pet... but you are pretty sure the next person in line can be a suitable replacement. As you scurry away, you are left with two things on your mind. 1.) The scents of all the food stalls surrounding you. Everything amplified by your mouse nose. 2.) Hiding and leaving in fear of the new and bigger world you are now in. Run away to home or some other hole to hide in. So, what will it be? [[Unshrink 2<-Find some grub.]] [[Credits<-Flee in fear and leave the alleyway.]]

The world is dangerous at this size, the cat could give you a world of pain, or maybe you just got accustomed to this dwelling. Whatever the reason you decide to stay for the rest of the night in her hole. You can overhear her transforming people, eating other mice for a meal, turning people into maids, and so on. You start understanding the devious behaviour behind the cute facade and it only gets more worrisome. You shift around as she starts walking home. There, she pulls you out of her slit and preps a cage for you. "Now, I'm surprised you stayed. I like a good loyal pet like you. Easy to tease and keep in line. You will stay loyal to me right? You'll do everything I ask... or else." Her grin returns as she licks her lips. She looks prepared to eat you... but drops you into the cage. From here on, your life is nothing but her pet. She makes you bow to her every morning. Makes you praise her for this opportunity to live. She makes you run hilarious obstacle courses for rats, trains you to respond to commands, and a new name to top it all off. Instead of leaving you home, you get to rut in her vagina when she sets out to work. Sometimes she even lets you out to eat some treats. Every once and a while, she brings home another mouse for you to mate with. Those sessions go on for hours as she uses hormones to makes both your sex drives absurd. Of course, she switches your gender every once and a while, makes you dress up in silly outfits, all sorts of pet-like things. At this point, you aren't really yourself anymore. You are just her pet, no, her toy. A life you have learned to enjoy and love. [[Credits<-The End]]

As you go back to where you started, your body starts to vibrate and jiggle. **BURP**. Everything starts to grow bigger and bigger around you. You let out a few more burps and hiccups, each time causing a sudden growth spurt. You grow all the way until you are finally returned to your regular size. [[Back<-Neat]]

You slide down her throat. Your body rubbing against the inside of her throat. No matter what you do, you continue to fall. You dive further down the hole. The tunnel gets larger as you reach your destination. *Plop!* It stings. You land in a vat of acid. Well... sort of. It just feels like very, very hot water. You can see some of your fur burn away. Unfortunately, it seems like there's little you can do to escape. You came in through the hole in the ceiling and the exit hole is shut off. There's nothing you can really do but take in the smells. It smells kind of musky, fishy, and strange. It does smell bad... but it somehow feels relaxing. In fact, you are getting used to the hot acid bath. You feel drowsy. Tired. Somehow relaxed. The chemical fumes around you have lulled you into a daze and false sense of security. Maybe it will not be so bad to just... rest in the pool. You slink back into the pool. Your fur burning, your body melting, but your senses are numb. You can't feel a thing as you are broken down. Churned up. Your body is getting turned into nutrients and fat for the cat maiden. It's over for you. You had a nice run though... probably. [[Credits<-The End]]

He takes his shaft and eagerly rams it into your pussy. He gets straight to the good part, piercing your latex hole with his shaft. Your body squeaks to his thrusts. You can feel it all, in fact, it is more sensitive to you. Your sink is pressurized by the air inside you. The skin is taut. Furthermore, all you can really do is feel. Your plastic hole gets rammed repeatedly, getting slick by the precum. Your body builds up in excitement. Edging you closer... but soon you realize an issue. You have no way to relieve those pleasures. That might be a problem... But it doesn't matter to the buck. He continues to jam his cock into your flexible pussy. It is warmer than your entire body. The meat pulses in your loins. Finally, he bursts. He busts a nut inside your hole. It feels like a condom. Your vagina getting heavy as there's nowhere to deposit some of the cum. There's so much too, he lets out three loads, enough to overflow your insides and a flow of white rolling down your legs. He huffs... but he doesn't look finished. His balls are still pretty heavy and look like they are ready for round two. Your body is also still aching for release. Well... more like squeaking. [[BlowupDoll4<-He spins you around.]]

He rotates you, pushing your balloon breasts up against the stone wall of the alley. You cannot look behind you but you can feel what's happening. The buck is pushing his cock into your asshole. Sliding it in. Like before, your body is overly sensitive. It is even more so extreme with your backdoor as your puckered anus is extremely tight. The cum drizzled across his dick though does work as a kind of lube, making it a bit easier for him to thrust into you. His fluffy chest pushes to your back as he rams repeatedly. Your body squeaks and bends to his assault. Your body, namely your lower half, is a bit saggy and used. All that cum in your front and the battering of this bucks dick make you deflate somewhat. He continues to rid his dick up your hole regardless. Pushing deep into your rectum. He grunts "mffph~" and jams his shaft as far up in you as possible. His hands grip you tightly by your cuffs. He cums hard again, filling your ass with his white stuff. Again, it is a couple load fulls. Too much for you and your blown up butt cheeks to take. Goop spills out of your behind. [[BlowupDoll5<-But he still isn't done!]]

His balls are still large. They've definitely gotten saggier and less full... but there is still some size to them. You can see them as he spins you around and pins you to the floor. His face is huffing, weezing. He is desperate to finish himself off all over you. With your lower body filled and sagging, he focuses on your upper body. His butt sits half on your stomach as he gets on his knees. You can feel his tail brush on your gut. His cock slides between your breasts. Both of your orbs were cold from squishing to the wall. Now, they are warmed up by smothering his penis. He slides the shaft up and down, generating friction and causing a mess. Cum splashes off his dick and onto your breasts and body. It oozes across your body as it hasn't dried yet. He reaches under your head after grinding his dick between your bouncing breasts for long enough. His hands force your head to be at a complete 90 degree angle. You are looking down on your body... or would be. Instead, you are looking down his shaft that is still positioned between your breasts. He pulls your head over the tip. At this point you realize you still have taste as the layers of his cum wash around your mouth. It's so hot. Your body squeaks and aches. Stretches and deforms. Your mouth is tight around that dick as your boobs pin around it. He is huffing harder and harder, the heat of his breath fogging your plastic eyes. It is too much and he shoves his dick to the back of your neck, stretching it to make a lump that people can see in the back of your head. [[BlowupDoll6<-He cums.]]

Your head gets heavy as he lets loose. So much heavy, thick, creamy cum fills your mouth and head. His cock throbbing with every glob of cum flooding your mouth. You can taste it all yet cannot swallow it down. Instead, it gathers into a lake in your mouth. The salty, grimy, earthy, and somewhat sweaty taste is not fading away. You would be drowning if you still needed to breathe. There's too much cum and he can't keep your head straight. He lets go of you and his dick whips jizz wildly in various directions. Drizzling you in ropes of white all over your body with no way to clean yourself off. "Hah, hah, hah..." The buck is heavily breathing. Eventually he gets off of you though. His balls look normal now. He isn't going for a second round it seems. Though it is too late, the damages are done. Your form is dented, stretched, deformed, deflated, sticky, used. The issues are non-uniform aside from the cum which has nearly coated your body. He gets up and looks at you. "Wow... I did a number on you..." He leans down and picks up your body. Well... barely picks you up. He doesn't want to touch your grimy form at all. He looks at you with disgust. He tosses your body into the nearby dumpsters. You are added onto a pile of black trash bags with leftover food, used condoms, and torn clothing. You'd probably complain more about your situation but your head and body is filled with air and cum. The buck leaves and you are left to your fate. What fate is that? It could be many things. Maybe someone fishes you out and uses your body again. Maybe you just sink into the trash and let your mind wallow in the cum, air, and pleasure til you accept being a toy. Or maybe you just get taken to the trash dump and recycled or something. Either way, you can't move. Everything is out of your hands now. [[Credits<-The End.]]

She starts going up and down your shaft. You need to do little work, just relax and enjoy her sucking you off. Her tongue laps at your dick. Sliding around and circling your cock. Slathering it in her hot saliva. Her head moves up and down faster and faster. At this point, it is hard to resist your urges. Your cock throbs more and more as she continues her fantastic blowjob. Her eyes are looking up at you. Her eyelashes are waving. Her nose huffs a bit of hot smoke at your body. She reaches her hands out to your body and squeezes you. She does so to help her move more smoothly and faster with your dick. Your body gets closer to an edge. Your cock head pokes around so much in there. The inside of her cheeks, the back of her throat. Your dick is completely coated in slick saliva from rubbing against that tongue. It is too much. You orgasm into her mouth. Leaking your seed all in her. Her eyes pop open wide in happiness. Her tongue wiggles as she slurps at your ooze. Gulping it down. Chugging it. Taking as much as she can before- "Ahh~!" removing herself from your penis. [[DragonDrunkTired<-You calm down as well.]]

You take some time to calm down and readjust yourself. She wipes her lips. She looks up happily and in a daze, still kind of drunk. "That... helped hehe~." Her breath now smells like musky cum mixed in with her alcoholic breath. She wobbles to her feet. "Hehe~ that... that was fun~." She leans on you, unable to keep herself on her feet. "Y-you should get out of here though before the... ahh... manager comes back here." She giggles. "You could get in (text-style:"buoy")[trouble]." With that, she gets off of you and leans against a wall. Winking as you make your exit. You get out of the cellar and back into the cafe before passing by the wolf. "Have a pleasant night." As you walk on out. At this point you realize that you haven't actually eaten anything. Ember had drunk it all and then some. Welp, now you can find somewhere else to go... or maybe you are too tired to continue. [[Back<-More food.]] [[Credits<-Too tired.]]

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Her tongue reaches in deep. Drilling you. She drags her tongue across the ceiling of your pussy. Some of her tongue intentionally teases your clit with a little bump. At this point you have started to get wobbly from excitement. It would be hard not to. She slides around a bit, making her tongue ride up and down your cave for a while. She moans getting a taste of all you have to offer down there. Her hands move up and around your back to your rear to give it a squeeze. Not only to tease you further but to help her maintain her posture while her tongue goes in further. You can hear her *shlorp* at your pussy. Her nose huffs a bit of black smoke at your body. Her mouth agape and dripping drolls onto the ground below. Your wetness and her saliva mixing. It is all too much and you orgasm. Sending femcum onto her tongue and taste buds. She keeps her tongue in while you drizzle it in your flavors. Letting some of it splash onto her snout. After a bit. She pulls out of your hole and gulps down whatever is left in her mouth. "Ahh~" She relaxes a bit. [[DragonDrunkTired<-You calm down too.]]

You won't be backing down! You take the flask and down it. Letting the orange-brownish liquid slide down your throat. Jeez, it was hot and your vision started to blur. The world is spinning a bit. Your legs are loose and wobbly. Your body feels as hot and dry as the desert sands at high noon. Even though you just took fluid intake, you are dry mouthed and huffing. Ember, meanwhile, has been smirking and laughing at your predicament. "Looks like you took a bit too much there hotshot." Yes, you are hot. Your mind is in a haze. You can make out the words she says but your body is useless to move. "Hmm..." She thinks to herself. A grin forms on her face. "I got it." She moves to your side of the table and helps lift you off your shaky legs. "I'll get you something to drink. Come with me." Not like you could protest. [[YouDrunk3<-You blink.]]

You blink and you black out a little bit or maybe you forgot the whole trip there. In front of you was an open door. It wasn't a bathroom or sink, it was the janitor's closet. You blink again, next thing you know you are on the floor of the closet, door shut, looking up at Ember. She bit into her thumb claw. A little bit of blood oozes from it, but it heals up quickly. You blink again. You are looking down at your body. Some sort of runic or draconic writing is on your chest... or maybe it is in some regular language. You can't really read well. You look up from your body to Ember. Her hand claws are on her hips, moving down to her red panties. From this angle, you can see something you might not have been prepared for. There's a bump in her panties. A thick one at that. As she lowers it down, you get to see her deep, red, ridged dragon dick. It seems Ember was packing heat all along. Although, this heat is meant to dry your throat it seems. Her dick is dripping precum already and erect. She moves the cock closer to your mouth. "Heh~ come on." She's forcing it to your lips. There's no way you can resist at this point. Your lips are desperate for something to drink, your body is passionate and excited from the whisky, your mind is dazed and can't recognize the situation properly, and your coordination won't let you move too much. Then there's Ember forcing herself upon you. [[YouDrunk4<-You suck her off.]]

You open your mouth up and start to take her hot rod. "Good." You are rewarded in a way with that precum drizzling onto your tongue. It is at least something. You kiss more of that cockhead. Lathering it in your saliva. Your chest begins to feel even hotter as those incomprehensible symbols start to sink into your body. Your chest is getting redder. Though you wouldn't know it since your vision is being taken over by her crotch. Your lips slide over each ridge. Her dick is dense, real hard. You can't make any dent or movements against it... perhaps it is the benefit of being a dragon. Instead, she uses it to poke around your lips, the inside of your cheek. Rubbing it against the roof of your mouth and against your tongue. Your breath soon tastes like her cock. Various parts of yourself start to feel strange. Maybe it is just the woozy feeling of being drunk but your body feels both stronger and stiffer. Hardened scales sprout across your arms and legs. You can feel a pressure above your ass. It builds more and more, adding to your pleasures. You want release, you want it out, it erupts. A long and thick tail emerges from your behind. [[YouDrunk5<-But she isn't done with you yet.]]

She pushes her cock deeper into your mouth. Your mouth gets deeper to accommodate. Longer, wider, muzzle-like. Your eyelashes lengthen, your ass changes, your chest shifts. You've got a petite femboy body. Red and all... with a cock like Ember's. You could be your twin... but you are more exact than that. You are just her... and if that's the case, you are sucking your own dick in a way. But just because you are like Ember doesn't mean you aren't drunk. She brushes your new mouth with her shaft. She takes her claws around your head and makes you go up and down it. Her dick throbs and pulses. She makes you go faster. Faster. Hotter. Sweatier. She moans. She can't take it. Her cock goes all the way to the back of your throat. There's stillness for a moment. Then her meat fires away. Cum oozes down your neck. Filling your throat up. Jizz pours down inside you and wettens your lips. That dry feeling fading and the fire in the pit of your stomach getting put out by the salty, musky seed. The transformation and whisky have taken their toll, however, and you are beginning to pass out. Above you, you see Ember preparing to take off her uniform and her padded bra falling out. "Ha ha! freedom here I come!" is the last thing you hear before blacking out. [[YouDrunk6<-*Poke poke*]]

You are poked by someone. "Ember, please... we talked about this. You can't take breaks or binge drink our supplies. I'm going to have to extend your forced shift tonight." *Huff.* It is the wolf who runs the front. When you look down at your body, you do exactly look like Ember. Not only in body but in outfit too. She... *He* must have snuck it on you after you faded to black. You still look at the wolf like you've done nothing wrong. "Where is your customer? Have they been taken care of? Oh, it doesn't matter." He signs and shakes his head, reaching down and picking you up off the closet floor and out in the open. "Come now young man. Get on out there." You are forced to do Ember's work it seems. You find out what happened as you work your shift. It seems 'Ember', if that even is his name, is actually a patreon around here who pesters the servers. Seems he was doing time as one of those servers and put into these magical clothes to make him look a fair bit more... attractive while humiliating him. Well... it seems you are the one being humiliated now. It is suspected that 'Ember' will be back another night, but for now you are left in his shoes and serving his shift. As part of your slave labor, you do various things. Clean up in the back, help prepare food, help the other servers deliver food. You occasionally get a wink from the customers, little teases, and a slap on your big ass once. Thankfully, you were the only one crazy enough to order Ember that night and nobody asks for you... but it seems everyone has taken notice of this new Ember and they will probably call for you tomorrow. But you don't have to! "You are free to go." Says the wolf. Your shift is done, your sentence is over. You can now enjoy getting food instead of serving it once more. Alternatively, you could retire, work and sex are probably exhausting. Or... if you enjoyed it, you can continue working here. [[Back<-Find some after work dinner.]] [[Credits<-Retire.]] [[DragonessF<-Work full time!]]

Instead of leaving, you stay. "Hmm? Mr. Ember?" The wolf is surprised that you admit you will stay on the team. A pleasant surprise. He greets you with open arms. That night, instead of going home, you are allowed to stay at the server dorms above the building. There you hang out with the other girls and guys, having fun. Maybe even get a bit naughty. You are given a bed of your own and some clothes. The following day you are trained more on the complexities of the cafe. What food items you have available, what desserts do what transformations, how to get more out of a customer, the works... as they noticed you were different and rusty last night. From here on, you work every night with the other servers, delivering food, getting teased, cleaning up, helping out. There's customers lined up for you this time and you get to do what you want with them. Maybe turn them into pets or into hunks. What happens is up to you though. Either way, you show them a good time as part of the job. You get used to the name Ember and so do the usual patrons who call your name. Some of whom even know you are male. Tehe~. An enjoyable life... perhaps even the real 'Ember' will show up some day to congratulate you. [[Credits<-The End]]

As you go up the alleyway, you aren't greeted with any independent stall, rather, a variety of stalls made up of DIY wooden tables, weaved baskets, wheelbarrows, and loosely nailed together wood carts. It's the farmers market! Fruits, vegetables, raw fish, eggs, and meats. Products left out in the open to take in and ripen to the scents of the alleyway. You can hear crisp lettuce getting chopped up, people shouting their sales, the squish of lemons being juiced. The air is filled with the smell of fish, ------------ Instead of a menu of any kind, you are free to just... go up to any vendor and have a look or taste of their products. There's a lot to choose from so... have fun player! 1.) [[Berries<-Mixed Berries]] 2.) [[Watermelon<-Watermelons]] 3.) [[Pepper<-Peppers]] [[FishHit<-You don't pay attention where you are walking.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (A fishy TF)] Or maybe a [[Back<-new scent attracts your attention?]]

In a bunch of hobbled together wooden crates are various berries. Strawberries, blueberries, cranberries, elderberries, raspberries, all sorts of common flavors... but there's even more then that. Kinds of berries that you haven't seen. Floamberries, cherrishberries, velmblorbs, biarberries, so much. It controbuites to the overall scene though. There's so many colors from black, dark blue, deep reds, purples, yellow-green, indigo, pink... it all collides to create a rainbow across the stall you see before you. Each berry, from the bulbous ones to the small round ones to the bumpy ones, have a glisen of water as they seem freshly cleaned. Out of the array in front of you, there's a few notable products laid out before you: [[BerryBuck<-Quick Grow Berry Mix]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Berry Bush Buck)] [[JamJar<-Jars of Jam]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Get jammed into a jar TF)] Or your could continue to [[roam the market->Smells Fresh]]

"Look at these big juicy melons!" Says a manly voice. A male tiger is lifting two round, large, heavy and green watermelons. "We should buy 'em!" He says to his partner, a female panther with huge melons herself... though not of the fruit kind. You'd probably think he'd be more distracted with her melons than those melons but either way, he must be a melon enthusiast for all the melons he's melon melon. Okay, that might be a lot of melons but that's the point. You are next to the cart containing watermelons. Big ones, small ones, square ones, blue ones? They come in all shapes, sizes, and colors it seems. They all look good but... there's something strange. How does someone even grow watermelons that look this good? The proprietor looks strange too, a squid anthro who doesn't even speak a language you can understand. It sounds eldritch and evil. Could this guy be Cthulhu as a watermelon farmer? No, no... *maybe...* But maybe it isn't best to judge someone by their looks but by their products. You glance at the watermelons: (if:$seedmelon is true)[ [[SeedMelon<-Receive a new, fresh seeded melon]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Repeat Watermelon Gut Expansion)]<br>[[SeedMelon3<-Eat the rest of the cut up seeded melon]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Skip to Limbless Watermelon Jug TF)]](else:)[ [[SeedMelon<-Watermelon (with seeds if that wasn't clear)]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Watermelon Gut Expansion)]] (if:$melon is true)[ [[SeedlessMelon<-Get an uncut seedless watermelon.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Simple Breast Expansion)]<br>[[SeedlessMelon2<-Eat the other seedless melon half.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Big Breast Expansion and leaking juice)]](else:)[ [[SeedlessMelon<-Seedless Watermelon]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Simple Breast Expansion)]] Or your could continue to [[roam the market->Smells Fresh]]

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"Come get the tasties, hottest, and sometimes deadliest peppers in the alley!" Says the stall owner. He's a dapper looking wolf and next to him is his cart that looks like it is from an old timey wester stereotype film. The wares he is pedaling are peppers. This includes fresh bell and chili peppers, spice jars, and menacing looking sauces. Some of the products have big and intimidating warning labels. In fact, you are pretty sure some of these are banned. There's a waiver too on the cart that everyone needs to sign before obtaining any of his consumables. Maybe the part about 'deadliest' was literal. With those risks in mind, you can munch on the following: [[StandardPepper<- Red Chili Pepper]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Just a pepper but it's very hot!)] [[DragonP<-Spiky Pepper]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Fire Breathing -> Dragon TF)] Or your could continue to [[roam the market->Smells Fresh]]

You aren't paying much attention as the variety of stalls in the area is too eye catching. That's somewhat to a literal degree as your face is slapped with something wet, cold, and smelly. It's red with a white streak across it. It's got small scales that grind into your face before it bounds off your face and somewhere else on the floor. It's a fish! Some sort of carp. Your face is wet with a sort of ooze. The smell of fish lingering in the air around your head. "Hey! Watch it!" Spouts a wolf in an apron coming from the direction where the fish was launched. "Come on, leave them be. I've got a customer waiting, just send another!" Behind you, across the open middle is a human male in an apron... and he is holding a butcher's knife. *Huff* "Hurmpfh!" The wolf launches a fish over your head, more fish fluids dripping down on you like rain. They continue their fishy business, ignoring you. Your nose tingles. [[FishHit2<-It really smells fishy.]]

[[DemonP<-Jet Black Pepper]]

This pepper is a bit... hurtful. The pepper's 'skin' is something closer to scales than anything smooth and rubbery. Those scales are tougher than the average fruit, pointed too. The scales are mostly red, but the tips end in yellow highlights. It's got the exterior of a dragon fruit with the shape of a pepper. A... dragon pepper? Well... it's up to you if you wish to ingest said delicacy. While it might look tough, the pepper should still be edible even if dragons are nigh invincible. [[DragonP2<-Dragon Pepper slayer!]] [[Pepper<-Reexamine the peppers.]]

[[GhostP<-White Pepper]]

Well would you look at this! It's a watermelon... yah there's nothing special about it from the outside. It's big, that's for sure. Green with faded streaks across it. It is heavy, dense. Knocking on the rind shows how tough the melon is. Overall, a perfect melon. Perhaps too perfect. You hear strange gurgling from the squid vendor. His(?) fingers pushing to one another in an overly villainous manner. When you notice this, the possibly demonic being tries to act inconspicuous. Not suspicious at all *c l e a r l y*. If you still have any trust left, you are free to consume the melon as the creature would love to do nothing more than chop it up for you... with a ritual sacrificial dagger. [[SeedMelon2<-Clearly a trustworthy dude(?)]] [[Smells Fresh<-Uhh... you'll take your chances elsewhere.]]

Ah yes... a seedless watermelon. Like orange juice without the pulp, or chunky peanut butter without the chunky... well that's just be peanutbutter. Don't worry about it. You know this melon is seedless because it's already cut in half. A pure light red with not a single black seed in sight. The melon is a fair bit smaller than the rest it seems, though not lacking in fluids. Juice oozes over the rind. It's a perfect cut too, one that clearly takes immense skill in cuttery. The squid cleanses the blade by slurping up the juices that stain the knife. The melon is passed back to you. You dig into the one half however you can. The insides are crisp. Easy to bite through. Juices ooze from it and soak your lips. It's delicious and there's plenty more to go. You take more and more from the watermelon bowl. Craving out juicy piece by juicy piece. You almost can't stop yourself from how tasty it is. Just like you can't stop the changes. Every bite and slurp of the tasty fruit sends the juices flowing straight to your chest. The weight on them is increasing. Sizing up and firming up. You've got a large pair of breasts, at least 2 or 3 cup sizes bigger than before. Ones that are quite heavy but have gained some more firmness to them. It makes carrying around such big balloons reasonable. Other than that though, there's nothing else happening to your bod. With expanded breasts, [[Back<-you head back.]] ... Or you could [[SeedlessMelon2<-eat out that other half...]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Big breast expansion and leaking juice)] (set:$melon to true)

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It is a standard red chili pepper. It curves like the moon. A small green stem like a wick ready to be lit. It dangles in your grasp. Nice, ripe, and red. There's some weight to this ripe spicy pepper. Pretty dense. Well, you've been examining it long enough! You bring the tip to your mouth and bite into it. It crunches, some juices flowing out. It tastes fresh. Like you nabbed it right off the vine. Overall, a nice experience but that's probably not why you bit into the pepper in the first place. It takes a minute but the heat starts to turn up. Your taste buds tingle. Your mouth is getting hot. Your mouth feels like it is a wanderer without any clothes traveling across white desert sand at high noon. Scorched, your tongue continues its journey through the desert and thankfully finds a cactus. Unfortunately, instead of water inside, you are met with hot sauce inside the cactus. Your tongue falls to its... knees? and curses this cruel world. The psychedelic sequence fades from your mind. Did you just... hallucinate that? Such a strange and heated experience. Now that was a good pepper but unlike most trapping around here, that’s all it was. With the burn over, you get going [[Back<-elsewhere.]]

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Wexel the robot

Blow-out Bubbles

Rapheal the hunk.

Berry Very Berry Blue

In one basket is a bunch of bagged berries. Each plastic baggie has a bariety of berries with eye popping colors that catch your gaze. Each one seems to pulsate strangely. The sign accomodating the basket reads as follows. 'Quick grow berries! Enhances with speed grow juices to make a garden in mear moments! Buy now, grow later.' Unfortunately, you are hungry now rather then later. The sign, though, didn't say you couldn't eat the berries. You do get a healthy mix too. Maybe you could just take a bag and give it a taste. [[BerryBuck2<-Eat a bag full.]]

On the floor below the cart is a stack of jam jars. They aren't easily noticable and they seem tucked away on purpose. The jams catch your eye but it isn't until one of the jars almost purposely rolls out of the stack that your attention is fully grabbed. Inside a cool glass jar with a grey metal lid is orange jam... of some kind. It doesn't look exactly like orange (the fruit) jam, being a bit too dark in tone for that. Not to mention that this is a berry stall and not a fruit one. It's even harder to believe it is orange jam as the viscous liquid seems to thump and jiggle in the jar. It shakes for a little bit before it stops wiggling. Maybe the jam is sensative to vibrations... Either way, you won't get answers looking at the jam. Do you pop the lid and try it out? [[JamJar2<-Open and have a taste.]] [[Berries<-Put it back and look at the berries.]]

You twist the sealed cap. It's quite hard pressed on there. Pressurized air starts to leak out. You have to put a lot of your strength into turning that lid but it is working. All the while, the jam inside wobbles uncontrollably. Finally- **POP!** The lid comes free. With the jar now free, the jam inside... doesn't do anything. Well, that's to be expected isn't it? Though it is sticky enough to itself to not even slide out of the jar when you tilt it. With the jar still in your grasp, you reach into it with your hand. The jam is all sticky, slimy, squishy. It's fills with goopy clumps but nothing is solid. No fruit slices or anything. You try to pull your hand out and- uhh... uhh... it doesn't come out! [[JamJar3<-Tug more!]]

You try to free yourself from the jam, pulling really hard... but the best you do is stretch it about an inch up, not even enough to get it out of the jar. It takes a lot to do so and you can't keep on pulling forever. When you stop exerting force, the jam reels back, sinking more of your arm in. Your arm is now half deep into the jar. It's quite deep in there... how is the jar that large? You can feel the jam pulsing, pulling you arm in more. You can see the jam crawl up your shoulder now. Your arm feels squishy, wobbly. Like it is hard to maintain strength. It's turning into the same orange jam. Your viens are starting to course with orange goop. Your skin is turning stretchy. You've lost your arm and now your face is pressed to the opening of the jar. Your face gets covered in the strange jelly. It does taste like an assortment of fruits but with a citrius kick. At least it takes good as you are suffocated in the jam. Your face droops, sags, turns to mush. Your features going undefined as it turns to the same mush as the jam. At least you don't need to breath but now all you can taste is that flavor. Your flavor! [[JamJar4<-The rest of you follows suit]]

The jar starts to engulf the rest of your body. Moving down from your head across your body. All of it turning into the same jam. Somehow, the jar finds room to take in all your body parts. Bit by bit, you feel your body wiggle, wobble, and jiggle as it turns into this clumpy jam. Your body is also smushed and pressurized by the glass jar. It feels sort of sensative, like all your parts have been blended up and pressed to a wall or a part of your body. Soon, you are nothing but jam in the jar. "Oh! Gotta shut this quick!" Someone comes over, pressumably the stall owner. He's a demon but dressed in a farmers outfit. He caps the lid on the jar and places you back on the pile. You can move slightly but... you are trapped! Sealed in the jar and forced to look at shopper's knees. Maybe one day you'll be taken home and opened. Possibly used as a spread over some toast. Perhaps has pie filling. An ingredient in a pastry. Nonetheless, you will likely be consumed one day... but for now you have to contemplate your life behind glass. [[Credits<-The End]]

You take one of the clear plastic bags and open it up to an aroma of mixed scents. All the little berries are ripe and ready for you mouth. You open up wide and dump them down your gullet. They thump and bounce off your tongue and dive into your mouth. The flavors are mostly tangy, tart, a little sour, earthy, but that hint of sweetness reduces the harsh flavors to something much more reasonable and tasty. You chew on the somewhat rubbery berries, pulping it till it goes down you mouth like a thick fluid. You can feel it drip down to your stomach as it travels down your throat. There's a lot to guzzle but eventually you down all the berries. The taste is great! But was it worth it? Your stomach minutes afterwards starts to rumble. Not in a painful way, just... something is upset. It feels like you are about to throw up the berries you just swallowed but no... the feeling travels higher then that. All the way to the top of your head. You can feel a stretching and pulling as horns expand outwards. [[BerryBuck3<-Your gut rumbles more.]]

The smell lingers. Trying to wipe off your cheek solves little and actually smears the scent across your face more. It feels slimy. Yucky. A tad viscous. It's got that fishy feeling. A light scaly feel like running your fingers through sand... when the slick fish slime isn't in the way. Wait... that doesn't seem right? It was just slime and no scales peeled off the fish onto your face. No... it was your cheeks that were morphing. Slits forming across them. The flaps open and close as you breathe in and out. The scales are spreading around your head. Your ears shift to have stems connected by leather like materials. Fins! By now, it is spreading down your neck. You can see the color of the scales, a light and faded blue. Several more fins sprout out of your body. A big one that flows down your spine and one tailing down your forearms. Your fingers connect as they become webbed. [[FishHit3<-The changes flow down your body.]]

Your body gets leaner, slender. Everything covered in those scales has a film of fish slime. Three more slits, larger gills, appear on the sides of your torso. These ones don't move as much as the ones on your face, but still, some air exhales out of them with every breath. As the changes pass your torso, the smell of fish is quite heavy. Thankfully you are getting used to it but it would be a fair bit off putting when you meet a new face. As the changes go down your legs, your feet become webbed as well. Out of your butt, a thick tail that gets slender towards the end flails a bit. A fin trails across it, leading to a big fan like fin at the tip. You have good control over it too, so that's a plus. Overall, you've become a fish person! Your gender stays the same through your transformation. Unlike regular fish, you have no problem breathing air and water. Your body is a bit squishy and somewhat slick... but that's just so you can swim through water easier. Too bad there's no water around here. You could ask the fish stall but... uhh... seeing as how they fish killers who are upset with you, that might not be the best choice. [[Back<-You get out of the way and head back.]]

Across your stirring gut is warmth. Short brown fur is across your tummy. It spreads out. There's also another kind of fur, more bursting and a light hazel brown. The hazel fur sprouts across the front of your chest while the rest of your torso takes on the brown fur. As it spreads further, so to does the horns. They are a brown... kinda. They have a different feel to them. It has a very barky texture. They are more like tree brandches then horns. You can't break off any wood though. The horns reach out and split off in several directions becoming antlers. Also starting to grow across your antlers is little flakes. These flakes seem to just be leaves as a few small ones fall off and float down past your face. Your face shifting. A black, wet nose with your lips pushed out into a muzzle. The hazel fur spreading up your collar bone, across the front of your neck, and all the way on the underside of your muzzle. The rest of your head gets that brown fur. Your ears are a few inches long and reshape somewhat. Going towards a point at the base and tip yet wide in the middle. Your balance is put off suddenly. [[BerryBuck4<-You realize what it is.]]

The fur has spread nearly across your whole body. Your feet and hands are shifting. Your fingers becoming lesser in digits till there are only three. Each one encased in a hard shell, though flexible enough to grab at things. Your feet have a much more drastic shift. They become hooves that you have to stand on. The balance is a bit wierd but your body seems to naturally figure out how to stand on them properly. At this point, you've become a deer though that doesn't mean your gut isn't out of its funk. The flow of the berry juice still travels upstream to your head and into your antlers. The juice flows through the branches and starts to form small stems. A weight grows as those stems start to form into berries. Very plump and squishy berries. Blueberries, strawberries, raspberries, all sorts grow out of the bush. You would think that would be it but there's still one very small thing left. Above your butt, you've got a... tail? It's actually a small round bush. It doesn't grow any fruit but it does seem like you can grow it in general. Probably trim it to make it into a square or other shape if you wanted. Finally your stomach settles in a way. Your stomach is empty, all the berries you just ate regrew on your head. In fact, it took even more energy then that to grow that much. Yeah... you are hungry all over again. Welp, so much for a quick snack. [[Back<-You head back.]]

All-you-can-eat

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The squid nods and slices the melon in half then quarters with the utmost accuracy. The monster appreciates the juices that flow out of it and stain the dagger... clearly having done this countless number of times. Afterall, he (still uncertain if it is a he) is a watermelon farmer. Why wouldn't the squid do plenty of perfect cuts? Finally you have it. A perfect seeded watermelon. The insides have that nice light red and dotted with plenty of black seeds. It's so juicy that your arms are getting coated in it. It's about time to take a bite. The fruit tears as you bite into it. The flavor is a good amount of water with that sweet edge watermelons are known for. Seeds dot your mouth but you can down them with ease. Another bite cannot be resisted. You shovel in another mouthful, slurping the juices. The seeds that you consume finally start to fall into the pits of your gut. When those pellets do, your tummy rumbles. Not in anguish but more so in hunger. It needs more nutrients and that juicy melon is the key. You continue gobbling at it as your stomach quakes more and more. Every little gurgle in your stomach seems to make your gut grow. Expanding larger and larger every time. Straining to contain the growth. You can feel those seeds sink into you, roots taking place. Still you consume as your belly increases in size. Streaks forming across the outside of your belly in a zigzag pattern. The melon still tastes good, nutritious. You are down to the rine and feel heavier for it. No more of those precious red melon pieces. Well... unless you count your stomach. It's stretched out, big, and filled with all the juices you just swallowed. You can hear the juices slosh around under that tough green shell. You've got a watermelon gut! And that watermelon gut craves for more food... Maybe you should have another piece of watermelon? (set:$seedmelon to true) [[SeedMelon3<-Take another slice.]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (limbless Watermelon Jug TF)] [[Back<-You are hungry for something else.]]

The squid(wo?)man did cut up the melon into 1/4ths. Clearly there's still enough left for you to enjoy. You take another cut and start eating it. You don't care about your changes now do you? Heh~. Both the farmer/cultist and narrator chuckle. The second melon goes much like the first in terms of flavor. Juices squirting onto your mouth. Soaking your lips, staining your green body. Yes, your entire body is turning green in color. Every part of it is getting a hardened green shell for skin. However, as you consume, your legs recede. Slowly pull into you. Thankfully your hands somewhat function. The tough skin is making things stiff. Harder to hold, especially when your body is bulbous. Your arms are fattening, your face is fattening, and your upper chest is fattening. When you are done your second slice, you can feel every little seed you've ingested sprout. Vines become your new blood veins. Instead of carrying blood though, they carry delicious juices. You can't take another slice even it you wanted to. Your arms are jut out from you, too thick and stiff to grab another... but don't worry, your squid friend has grabbed another slice for you. He forces your lips to the piece and starts force feeding you. [[SeedMelon4<-*Nom Nom*]]

The watermelon gets shoved to your lips. Not that it's bad to have all this melon. It still tastes great... though it's hard to tell what's the melon and what's you. You can constantly taste those juices in your mouth. Your insides are flooded with the sweet and wet nectar. As you are forced to eat, the last of your changes occur. All of your genitals fade such that your waist down is nothing but a big, round melon that is your stomach. You are naturally balanced on it. Above your gut are two huge breasts in similar style to your stomach. Green with lighter stripes across it. Stretched and containing an absurd amount of juice in it. Too much but you can't do anything about it. Your arms are gone! Pulled into yourself. Your face still... some what exists. Your head has the same texture as the rest of your body, watermelon flesh. Your mouth is soft and made completely out of watermelon. You can only mumble and moan through it, spitting out seeds and juices if you do. The last melon goes to the squid, who runs the rind against his(?!?) tentacle lips and eats it, throwing away the actual melon part. The farmer eyes you up. From their overalls, two metal facets are pulled out. [[SeedMelon5<-*Snap Snap*]]

Onto your breasts, where your nipples would be, the faucets sink in. Your breasts squirt as they get inserted. It feels superb! You can't help but moan, drooling your juicy saliva onto yourself. The squid grabs a mug and rotates the tap. You instantly feel pleasure and release. Your breasts gush out your tasty insides. It feels, no... is orgasmic! It's the only way to relieve yourself and get satisfied. So much flows out, you almost wouldn't want it to stop. You want to be squeezed clean... but no. The squid turns it off and drinks your 'blood'. Maybe the evil looking squid was a cult leader all along by how he (this joke is old now) drinks your fluids. Nonetheless, the cultist looks satisfied... which is bad for you. You can feel yourself already fill back up, being a seemingly endless supply of juice. *Time Passes* You are kept as a watermelon jug. Customers come by and drain you from the tap. Every moment being drained is one of ecstasy. Every moment you are not having your juices pumped out feels like you are on edge! There’s just so much pressure. You sell well, becoming both a good drink in the farmers market and at the squid’s cultist meetings. Some people even drink straight from the tap or dig through your mouth. Even on occasion, a tap is placed where your genitals were, allowing more draining to commence. You can tell why so many people love your flavors because you can taste it in your mouth too! Thus is your lot in life. [[Credits<- The End]]

Like a knight should back down from battle! This is chivalry! Or just... being hungry. You bite at the pepper preparing to go from nave to lord... lord... GOOD LORD IT'S HOT! Forget the analogy, the pepper is like swallowing raw fire. The pepper chunches. At least you can bite through the scales. It's more like biting through a cucumber than a pepper. Although this is way rougher. Through the fire and the metaphorical flames, there is a taste to it. A sort of blend between pineapple, apple, and pear. A small fruit cocktail mixed in with lava. Even though it's hot, your throat isn't dry. Though there's a spark. A flame in the pit of your stomach as the pepper lands in your gut. Maybe a bit of indigestion? Still, there's very little you can hold back. Your stomach grumbles and you can feel hot air travel back up your throat. It's strong. Strong enough to force your mouth open to burp! **FUSH!** ... wait.. that wasn't a burp? Was that a bit of... [[DragonP3<-fire?]]

Smoke escapes your mouth. It's not that dark, more like steam... but it is still a sign of things. The grey cloud you puff out smells like ash and the fruity scents of the pepper you just ate. You aren't worse off for coughing up fire. You've got all your parts still! Perhaps you endured the peppers rath and- oh no. Your stomach grumbles again. **FUSH!** Fire pours out of your mouth. You are sure it's fire this time because you expel flames for a good half a minute. It's here where the pepper is it's spiciest! Literal flames make you sweat. No water can put you out. Thankfully, the alleyway has a magical seal of fire prevention over it. Your indigestion fades and so too does the fire exhaust from your mouth. Though it doesn't go away completely. You can feel a well of flames still surging inside you. You can breathe fire now! Least that's how it feels like. You have control over it... for the most part. Just make sure to cover your mouth with something fireproof when you sneeze. [[With that, you head back->Back]] [[Or... maybe have another...->DragonP4]](if:$spoilertag is 1)[ (Dragon TF)]

You take another pepper to add more fuel to your fire. Though this time it isn't as hard to get through nor as hot. In fact, those fruity flavors come in more than before. Perhaps you are used to the flaming hot insides... or... maybe it's just that your mouth feels strange. Tougher, stronger, your teeth sharper. Your body is tougher too.You can feel something growing out of your skin. It feels like you are heavily sweating, only to see that red scales grow across your body. From above your posterior, something stretches out. A tail spurts and lengthens. It's pretty heavy! Hmm... it looks vaguely familiar, especially with the yellow tip highlights on the scales. Oh! It's just like the pepper you just had! A massive one. In fact, one of your scales falls off! Huh? It's... lighter than you might have imagined. Not that tough either. For some reason... [[DragonP5<-you bite it.]]

Unlike everything else, you can clearly see this... basic booth. It isn't selling anything but oranges it seems. It is run by- (text-colour:orange)["HELLO! You must be the player~. Hehe~"] And excited young human woman who breaks the fourth wall. She's wearing an orange bra and white cargo pants and- "Ooo! Tell them about my bracelet!" and an orange bracelet... She's quite cute looking. (text-colour:orange)["You think I'm cute looking!"] and gets in the narrator's way. (text-colour:orange)["N-no I don't! Bah! We don't need you!"] W-what do you mean! You can't just (text-style:"fade-in-out")[make me fade away!] (text-colour:orange)["Okay, listen here buckaroo! The narrator is gone for now. You are dealing with Tia Orange. They'll be back when you go back to some real attractions we've got going on around here. I'm just here to offer you a way to turn back to normal... in case you want to maintain some continuity and turn back into... human or wolf or whatever while you walk around. I dunno, the narrator didn't really think of a proper way to keep track of your TFs. Here's the lowdown, you drink my specialty orange juice which contains only the pulp and none of the juice, then you'll be turned back to how you were when you arrived here. It’ll just POOF! Happen… and I don’t know what you looked like so nobody’s gonna TF yah. Otherwise, no catch. Got it?"] (link:"Drink the pulp")[(text-colour:orange)[*You gulp it down. It's very heavy but like... really really good. All the orange flakes filling you up! Yup! Who doesn't love it? I can't name a single person... anyway! Drinking it doesn't actually make you turn back to normal. I just wave some magic and turn you back! Wowee!* "Hope you enjoyed!"]] [[Back<-Go back and find the narrator.]]

*Nom nom!* The other half is just as good! Though at this point your bowling balls are getting heavier. The two orbs on your chest weigh heavy...er on you. You can't see your body with those big tits. They're gargantuan now! And so sensitive to the touch. More sensitive on the inside then out. Your breasts might be stiff but that's because they are so full! Flooded with the same juices you love. Merely touching your boobs makes a little bit of melon juice spray out of your nipples. The drips running down your breasts. Not that you can really see it with those same breasts blocking your vision. The leaking doesn't stop though and customers start to notice. Everyone's looking at your giant, spraying tits creating a puddle of juices beneath you. Some of whom lick their lips ready to pounce! You've got to get this under control! Quickly you need something to cover up! Acting on instinct, not even knowing what you are fully doing, you nab both melon halves. You stick them on like suction cups and- well... it covers your nipples alright. The perfect hard rinds hold back all the leaking juices. You might need to squeeze some juice out later but for now you are fashionably covered. [[Back<-You head back with your massive heaving melons.]] (set:$melon to false)

And it gives way! It's a bit juicy and kinda spicy... oh wait! It's just like the pepper you ate! You must be a dragon pepper uhh... dragon! Wings sprout from your back with this revelation. Though... they are only there for aesthetic purposes. You can't really fly as you are seemingly more pepper then dragon. You don't feel anymore full after eating a part of yourself but the scale does grow back immediately afterwards. Bleh~, eating yourself isn't viable nor do these spicy peppers pack much punch anymore. Seems like it's time to head [[Back<-back.]]