Firingwall
patreon
Pokéblocks to Help Grow Strong (Outline)
🕑 Added 2025-05-03 02:37:08 +0000 UTC(Usually outlines are for Tier 3 Patrons, but I'm allowing all tiers to view this one as a way to make up for the past two slower months. Future outlines will be confined to their usual section.)
“And… there we go!” May chimes happily to herself, a few Pokéblocks popping out the chute. The Berry Blender had finished its job
The 25 year-old coordinator, May, happily takes a small whiff of the blocks, liking the scent of them before she pops them into one of the dispensers she has in her Pokéblock Case.
She stretches and nods, thinking she's all prepared for the Contest. Just needed a few extra special Pokéblocks to give her mons a small boosting. Been a bit since they performed so every little bit helped.
The Coordinator stepped out of the Contest Hall, away from the publicly available Berry Blenders area. She looked up into the sky, a beautiful day in Slateport, the salty sea smell flowing through
It had been a long time since she had been in Slateport, or even her home region. She had been traveling to various regions on her Contest Winning Journey, and had just gotten over a year break from the coordinating scene. What better place to start than here in her sort of home turf?
She hadn't enrolled yet or made any announcement, preparing to make a surprise entrance. May smiled, eager to surprise the people behind the desk at the Contest Hall. Thankfully, no one had seemed to notice her yet.
She stretched again, feeling a bit tired. Perhaps it was time to relax and soak in the nice day before she worked on her plans for the contest. She strolled to the nearby park that wasn't too far from the Hall, a quiet little area.
Stepping into the area, she took a seat on a bench and sighed. Her stomach rumbled. She forgot to have lunch! Best to fix that
May glanced around, not seeing anyone around. She took out the Pokéblock Dispenser and popped out one of the blocks she made. She popped it into her mouth and ate it. It was a bit silly, but she did love the taste of Pokéblocks.
That'll work for now. Rest a little and then grab a bite to eat at-
“Well well well! A Pokéblock fan too?” May flinched and turned around. Standing behind her was a Hex Maniac that was around her age. The lady chuckled hauntingly, her eyes so blank and creepy.
May gulped, not sure what to expect. Hex Maniacs, from her experience in the contest scene, were very strange. What would this one do?
The Hex Maniac suddenly goes about how much she loves the delicious taste of Pokéblocks, twiddling her hair and still chuckling creepily to herself. She loves the taste of the spicy, bitter, and dry ones the most, since they make her feel “alive” the most.
May feels somewhat better about this. At least someone got her like for the Pokéblocks, even if they were a bit… off putting
The Hex Maniac than says she's been experimenting and making her own special ones with her own special touch. Maybe a fellow fan would enjoy the taste as well?
She takes out her own dispenser and pops out a block. This one isn't pure color like the usual blocks, but blue with yellow blobs around it
May gives it an odd look before looking at the Hex gal, who remains looking ominous and eerie. Part of her wants to turn down the offer, but she wasn't sure if that would set the girl off or have her blab about eating Pokéblocks to the public. She didn't need such an embarrassing revelation for her comeback.
May takes the block and eats it quickly in one gulp. It's… weird. It was dry… and then spicy? Also sour? At least it didn't have the bitter taste that the Hex gal liked
Still, it was nothing like the ones May made, focusing on sweetness. This was an… interesting novelty, but nothing more
May was about to kindly thank her and move on, but her stomach gurgled and she trembled. Oh, that didn't feel so good.
She wrapped her arms around herself, holding her tight… and then tighter. The sleeves and her gloves felt tight. What the hell?
She held her arms and hands out, wondering what was wrong. They were bigger. They looked far more toned and… a little thicker? Her fingerless gloves definitely were tight and… wait…
Looking closer, her fingernails were shorter and thicker now too. What happened to that manicure she got recently?
That tightness started spreading across her, distracting her from that. Her legs thickened up next, losing their slender, feminine shape and tender thighs. Shorts squeezed tighter
Her wide, round hips pull inward and lose their curve. Her full rear shrinks, tightening into a firm buttocks. Her shorts feel a little looser with that all faded, but still form fitting
Then her torso broadened and widened all at once, things feeling a lot harder to move in. Her waist widened first, shredding more of her feminine form. Shoulders lifted and broadened
Tight… so tight… May reached to her chest and unzipped her jacket all the way down. Much better… sort of. Still tight, so she struggled to yank her jacket off and leave on her white, sleeveless shirt
Better! May nodded, looking down. What is going on with… whoa…
Her shirt was very tight, smaller on her and revealing some of her navel. Her stomach looked toned… so she pulled it up on it and revealed abs beneath.
She blushed. Holy crap! She reached her other hand and felt them. That feels… strangely good?
That can't be right, something's wrong here! I'm chan- Her breathing increased, her eyes widening. Her large chest, the one she had since she was even fairly young, was fading
Her breasts dropped cup size after cup size, going from D to C to B to A. Her chest felt lighter and free from the weight of them, her shirt shrinking back
Soon, they were just gone, leaving a flat chest beneath. She reaches up but pulls back, the area suddenly swelling a little. Squarer and just a touch more pronounced, she has pectorals.
She takes a moment to feel them, just to confirm they're real. Certainly a lot denser and very much real.
This is all real… this is all really happening and… she's not too freaked out somehow? She feel somewhat sore and her clothing is squeezing, but it isn't too bad?
“What do you think?” the Hex Maniac asks, looking quite excited. She's proud of her special blend.
May isn't sure how to respond, scratching her face and trying to figure out the words. She notices her chin is scratchy and a little scruffy. Very light facial hair has developed.
She blushes and feels hot… hot all over. She pants a little, the Hex Maniac remarking that the big finish is coming.
It comes quickly, her skin slightly tanning and body growing. She gains an extra foot in height, her form fitter and denser, as if she worked out more often than she did. Certainly not huge, but definitely more masculine in frame and build
Her face hardens and shifts, taking a more male look. wider nose, thicker jaw, thicker eyebrows
Her hair shortens, which she notices. Her two long, bouncy hair bangs that extends to the sides shrunk back. Her locks grew messy and short, hair darkening to a deep oak brown
She loved her hair style, hands going through her messy mop… but she liked this? She was liking all of this? It was hard to explain, but it felt right. She felt right. Like this was just perfect for her!
Hex asks what she thinks again and May says, “I feel… I feel gooooooood.” She shivers. There's pressure below in her shorts, a bulge form. His voice drops several octaves, a healthy boy voice coming out
May clears his throat and says he feels… great! He feels great. Looking down, he believes it. He looks incredible, a sense of pride in his frame and body rising. He flexes an arm, feeling tougher and quite handsome.
Sure, his outfit is constricting and no longer fitting, but it all feels just fine to him
Hex Maniac is happy to hear he likes it, offhandedly mentioning he'll return back to normal tomorrow after a good night's sleep. May nods. That's good at least, but… he wouldn't mind being like this more often… for a long time to try things out
Hex grins and then offers to sell him the recipe to make that Pokéblocks as well. Good money will go to funding more hexed food… err… special Pokéblocks.
May didn't really hear that part, just eager at the idea of making more. He offers to buy it and the current supply she has. He wants to really get a feel for this body.
Hex jokes that he shouldn't spend too much time in that body or he'll forget about his contests. Hex recognizes May from previous contests
That's when May gets an idea. He did want to make a comeback but coming back at his old self would come with expectations. Why not try things fresh as this handsome new man?
The thought excites him. A way to be in this form longer and more often while persuing his dream. It was just too perfect!
Though, he may need a whole new wardrobe if he did that… which wasn't that bad. He needed to look his best and this opened up so many new possibilities as well.
May smiles. “I don't think I'll have to worry about that. I think it's time that Mason the Pokémon Coordinator makes his grand debut in the Contest World!”
THE END?
