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Writers Retri-butt-ion (Tg/Butt expansion)
🕑 Added 2024-06-04 21:55:01 +0000 UTCThere are a lot of different people in this world. Some want to make the world a better place, some want to just get through their life from day to day. And some would do anything to become a red-headed demon girl, whether that means making a contract with a demon or an even more terrifying creature, or more likely, just poking writers online until they finally write a story about them.
Azara definitely belonged to the latter group. Yes, as a guy he wanted to become a demon girl. Could you blame him? Not really.
At first, he was kinda shy, just silently enjoying the content certain people posted online. But with time, he gathered his courage and reached out to those creators, whether they be artists or writers. And while no demon or such has ever appeared in front of him that he could sell his soul to, he still could enjoy dreaming about finally becoming what he was always meant to be.
…although if a demon were to make him a deal, then he would accept it on the spot. He was just that kinda guy.
“That is great to hear~” A female voice suddenly rang out from Azara’s bedroom, causing him to flinch and turn around on the spot. He didn’t remember inviting anyone into his home, let alone a beautiful girl like that. Although she looked astoundingly familiar…
“No wonder I look familiar, after all, you swore to simp for me for all eternity.” The woman grinned, which is when it dawned on Azara.
“Wait, you are Nagisa?!? The Nagisa?!?”
“The one and only.” She winked and his heart almost stopped. Although something invisibly forced him to remain standing upright.
“I can’t have you fainting just yet as there are a few of my friends that want to have a word with you. After all, you would sell your soul to me, right?“ Nagisa asked with another wink, to which Azara blurted out without even thinking about it at all. “Yes!”
“Perfect~ Then the contract is sealed. Get 'em, boys~” Nagisa declared delighted and clapped her hands twice, causing two portals to open and subsequently two young men to step out of them into his room, which suddenly felt crowded.
“Yo~ It’s been a while since I last saw you in person, Wardon. How have ya been?” The taller and paler one spoke, scratching his beard shortly after.
“Morning Kyu. Or should I say Hiros. He! Pretty sure you didn't have a beard last time though.” The more tanned one replied, crossing his arms while flashing a big smile.
“Yeah, kinda trying to grow it out more to see how I would look.” Hiros laughed
“Looks good,” Warden replied, also smiling.
“Warden?!? H-Hiros?!? What are you two doing in my room?” Azara asked, completely in shock, yet still unable to move due to whatever magic Nagisa was doing.
“Oh you know exactly what we are doing here~” Hiros giggled, to which Azara instantly felt very excited and very scared at the same time. That's when Warden took a step forward.
“How about I kick us off, Hiros? I know I might not be good at openings, but I do know a thing or two about our craft and dare to say I am even better than you at it~” He smirked, to which Hiros just laughed out loud.
“Alright then, Mr. Showoff Wardon. Show me what makes you better than me.”
"Oh, I will!" Warden grinned as he pulled out his iPad and pen, but then scoffed. “But before we get too far into these, we need to go and clean up that skin. That’s going to kill any of the good stuff we might get out of this later if we don’t.”
Azara shuddered as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over their head. Right after it passed, his body felt off. Every article of cloth on his body made him twitch as if someone had sprayed it with some very potent itch juice.
Azara ran his hands over his arms and was shocked by the smoothness of them. Every blade of hair and scar was seemingly washed away. Meanwhile, Warden laughed merrily. “Now with that out of the way, we can take things a little further and work on that face. Might as well give us a cute little face to see how it will react as I move things along.”
Small twitches came from Az as his face altered. Tiny groans, desperate for release. Both of his lips swelled as they gained plumpness and a new shade of red to them. Another crack came from his nose as it shrunk. His jawline softened as his cheekbones rose, making his face softer. The square shape of his skull altered and became a heart shape to highlight all of his new feminine features.
“Now that we got the cute little face to work with, we can take things up to the next step. We both know Az has a major thing with redheads so we have to do this!” Again Warden wrote down on the iPad with an excited laugh.
Az's short black hair spiraled out behind them. It brushed against their cheeks as it moved downward. It tickled the back of their neck and curled around his back. He couldn't help but grab his now long handfuls of his long hair, savoring the sensation of his long, silky hair. Every digit curled it around, playing with it like a boa. With childish delight, he brought locks of it up to his face and rubbed them against his cheeks.
“Wow he is enjoying it quite a lot, isn’t he? Then again, I would too with how soft and long that is.”
“Long red hair is nice, but I would prefer to see it on a curvy body~” Hiros giggled back.
“Patience, my friend. First, we need to do a little more shaping up down there. If we’re going to go anywhere, we need a strong foundation to work with.”
Cracking noises came from Azara’s legs as they altered. His calves slimmed down, filling with toned muscle. Small pops from his feet as they altered and gained the same slenderness.
When the procedure reached his thighs, they swelled, quickly they became thick meaty thighs, which gave his body a subtle but noticeable curve which he found tantalizing.
Azara giggled like a loon as he caressed his thighs. The plushness called out to him, demanding attention from him. Every little prod sent a bolt of glee up his spine which made him press down on it again. Yet every little prod sent a stronger one through their body that demanded they do more.
Warden’s eyes shined as he readied his pen again. “Well if he’s going to have so much fun checking out his legs, then I better start working on his arms too. This way he can have some real fun with them.”
Now his arms too shrunk as he continued to playfully write. Yet it seemed to only entice him further. With greater hunger, his shrinking digits played with his altered parts. Azara wiggled his finger as his nails refined. Tone and definition filled his arms as the flab on them reduced. A pop resonated from his shoulders as they lost their girth.
Warden laughed. “I think it's time we give a little push into the more feminine side of things.”
“Been waiting for this~” Hiros chimed in while Nagisa only giggled.
Blood rushed down below to Azara’s crotch. for a moment, his third limb stood out proudly, as if it was looking for attention. Yet just as soon as it stood at its height, it retreated into his body. In one swoop, his wood entered his body and was followed by his balls. And with a plop, Azara spasmed as if he had been shocked. Blood came from his lips with how tight he was biting them.
Warden smirked. “Now with the junk handled, we can move on and work on shaping up some down there. Got to make sure she has some nice bumpers for those important crashes.”
Azara’s eyes suddenly went wide and her hands instantly shot to her bottom as cushion started to fill it. Just like with her thighs, her digits went to her expanding rear. They pressed down and the effort needed to push them away became harder with every tap. Yet it hardly mattered to her with the expanding cushion it was gaining. Vaguely she could tell his bony rear was gaining a new shape. With what sense was left she could tell it became a prominent heart shape. A wave of heat shot through their bottom and went up their spine. The roundness of their lower cheeks became more prominent.
“Alright now let’s make sure to let those things pop a little more.” A sudden small but powerful stroke of heat came over her midsection as the transformation affected it. Like a bottle being twisted, Azara’s waist gave into the pressure and contorted, causing her hips to become more prominent as a whole. With every centimeter lost, more definition appeared on her core. Until nothing but a trim and slim stomach was left.
Warden wrote down the next portion, their pen moving across the screen as if there was a timer. “Now then to bring in the other half of her bumpers.”
Azara gasped as another wave of heat came over her flat chest. Her pecs pushed out, making her squeal in delight. Azara grabbed her chest, fondling as they grew. With every massage they swelled a little larger. They kept getting bigger and bigger, forcing her to adjust her grip. Bits of flesh escaped between her fingers. Despite her efforts to stay up straight, the weight of her bust pulled her forward. Both of her twin mountains finished growing when they had become a large DD-cup.
As Azara stumbled a bit forward, still not able to move all that well but at least enough to fondle her breasts, Warden turned around with a smug expression on his face.
“You done?” Hiros asked, still sitting on Azara’s bed despite her having forgotten about him for a hot minute.
“Yep. Whatcha say? Think I did her justice?” Warden asked, proudly putting his tablet away as he walked towards Hiros, who also stood up.
“Well, I gotta give you that,” Hiros said, as the two gave each other a fistbump, with Hiros flashing a massive grin. “Couldn't have done it better myself. But now it's my turn to impress you.”
“Let’s see~ How should I mess with you, Azaza~?” Hiros asked as he stepped forward, Warden setting himself onto the bed and pulling out popcorn like he planned to enjoy the show.
“Uhm… nothing major? I mean, I am already a girl and that…” Azara tried to say, but Hiros interjected. “When has that ever stopped me or Nagisa from transforming anyone? No, I already know what you need. How about a pair of majestic wings and a little bit bigger rump? That would surely look great.”
With that, Hiros pulled out a glowing book from seemingly thin air and also started writing in it. Even before his pencil hit the page, Azara felt her body being shifted by the whims of the other writer again, with pressure building in two specific places.
On her back, a single small nub appeared and ripped through her shirt, quickly growing in size and spreading out in a minimal amount of time. Black feathers started to adorn it just as quickly, causing her to now have one massive black wing on her back, feeling like an additional limb to Azara.
But that wasn't the only thing that changed, although the feeling of her butt expanding against her pants a little bit more hardly compared to the wing. Though it still got bigger pushing the back of her butt way behind her body, which also caused her to gain a very bottom-heavy figure.
“A… A wing?!?” Azara stammered.
“Yep. It looks good on you Azaza.” Hiros smiled.
“Uhm… my name is…”
“So, Azaza. I think what you are missing is a cool sword, and maybe a little bit more butt. Yeah.”
Once again Hiros’ book glowed as he wrote into it, and Azara instantly felt the pressure on his butt and hips increasing again, causing her to hold on to them the best she could. However, with the rapid expansion, the underside of her bottom kept slipping further and further away from her, making her not even realize that a black sword had materialized in her hands, giving her a small heart attack when she noticed.
Although thanks to her hip-radius having almost reached a full meter, she wasn't sure if her butt was not the bigger deal compared to the sword.
“Oh! And you obviously need a cool black suit to emphasize your figure, Azaza. And maybe a tiny bit bigger butt.”
The pen went back to the pages and Azara instantly felt her entire clothes melt all around her. She was briefly worried she would flash everything to everyone in the room for a moment but then noticed that Hiros seemingly put particular care into not revealing any of her naughty bits as he was changing her. It seemed like that guy had high standards, even in person.
That being said, Azara’s butt was sadly not spared just because her clothes were changing, expanding even further against the still malleable clothing that was starting to form itself into a high-class suit all around her. Albeit a suit with the capability to contain Azara’s beach ball-sized asscheeks inside.
That's when a cautious step back caused her butt to collide with her desk behind her, which she could have sworn was further than a step back. Which was also true, but by now her butt was simply big enough to reach it from where she stood. This had her gulping.
“Whatcha say Wardon? I think Azaza is still missing that little bit of oomph in her behind, right?” Hiros joked with a massive grin but then moved the pen to the book again which had Azara sweating As she felt her ass grow further out once again. Now she was forced to take a step forward because of her table.
“Definitely missing some more hip radius. After all, a big ass is nothing without a good orbit, right Azaza?” Wardon laughed and Hiros' pen moved even harder and so did Azara’s behind. More to the sides than behind, causing her hips to reach the size where Azara was now physically incapable of even reaching the underside of his cheeks.
“Nagisa?”
“Let’s be more creative~” She chimed, causing everyone in the room to blink before saying a single word. “Thighs~”
There was a sheen in Hiros’ eyes and Azara knew something big was about to happen to her again. And it did, with her by this point still very slender legs suddenly gaining mass at incredible speeds. She felt like she was gaining more stability because of them, but also, they were doubling, and then even tripling in diameter, becoming super thicc and very soft. She didn't even need to test to know that she could now provide the best thigh pillow in the world no doubt. And was cursed to never experience it herself…
“There you go Azaza~ The perfect form you always wanted~” Hiros declared, with Warden standing up from the bed as well.
“Then our job here is done. It was a pleasure, Azaza. Your comments are really inspiring, you know?” He said as Nagisa opened up two portals again.
The two men then looked at each other for a moment when Hiros spoke up again. “Wanna collab again soon?”
“Kinda iffy at the moment, but I am sure I’ll find some time,” Warden replied.
“Gotcha. Because of that weird incident, right?”
“Yep. But not only.”
This all went way too fast for Azara. Now that she finally had somewhat free movement again, as Nagisa had released her from her magical grip, Azara stormed forward, noticing that her entire lower body jiggled with the force of 1000 puddings. Yet she pushed through and yelled with a tomato-red face. “Uhm… It was such an honor to meet you three today. I just want to say… my name is Azara!”
“I know,” Hiros answered flatly, then flashed a smile. “But you will always be Azaza in my heart, especially when you are a girl~ See you around~”
And with that, the three figures vanished through the portals just as quickly as they had appeared, leaving Azara alone in her room. She just blinked and stared, not moving for what felt like minutes to her. Reality first needed to sink in on her before she could continue.
When a certain ping sound of her phone snapped her out of it and Azara finally found it in her to move again. She picked up her phone from the desk, slowly jiggled her booty over to her bed, and sat down, her bed letting out an audible shriek of terror.
Ignoring the cry for help from her bed, she opened Discord on her phone to see that Hiros had sent her the message. “And? Have you already found a way to manage those planets on your backside~?”
Which made a question slowly dawn on Azara which she had never worried about in her entire life. And that was despite knowing that Hiros had jokingly asked her that question many times before in their online foolery.
How the heck was she supposed to get through the doorframe now…?
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For when you need to proof someone that they are the butt end of the joke~
Collab with Wardon and Tsukishima
