Ice creamed (Patreon)

“Are you sure this is the way?” you sigh, wiping sweat from your forehead as you readjust your heavy backpack. Cicadas chirp loudly all around, and the humid breeze does little to cool you down as you trail behind Mike. You already regret visiting Japan during their notoriously unpleasant and tiring summer season, feeling the afternoon sun radiate off the back of your neck. “We’ve been walking for so long…” you grumble with annoyance, remembering the air-conditioned hotel room mere hours ago.

“Should be around the corner” Mike replies, glancing at his phone again as he strides forward confidently. After some prior research, he eagerly looks around for the café known for desserts and snacks highly ranked among locals. Squinting into a narrow alleyway, he grins with excitement seeing a small logo of a cat and some people lingering around taking photos of their food and chatting. Your eyes meet with a blonde Japanese girl as she shyly looks away and sips on her drink snuggled in her cleavage. Her eyes dart between her icy cold drink and you and her lips quiver as if she wanted to say something, but she continues slurping down the sugary mixture. “You coming or what?” Mike says, snapping your attention back to him as he holds the door open.

Upon entering the café, you inhale sharply at the crisp chilly air-conditioned breeze as you look around the quaint building. Primarily catering for locals, everything is in Japanese as you glance at the menu and items for sale in the freezer in confusion. “Oh! Herro! Werrcome!” the staff says eagerly in broken English as you and Mike step closer towards the counter. You awkwardly mumble a greeting in response as you try to decipher all the ice cream flavors they have on sale with no luck. Since Mike knew some Japanese, you let him pick a few things on your behalf as the staff points you towards an empty guest room to enjoy the snacks away from the boiling sun.

Sitting on a chair and waiting for Mike to return with a handful of icy cold desserts, you become impatient after a while. Thankfully he finally comes back with a few popsicles and ice cream in a cone. “Jeez… what took you so long?” you grumble, but he ignores your comment and hands you the ice cream as he takes a seat besides you. Shrugging your shoulders, you eagerly take a lick and instantly feel a shiver run down your spine. An intense flavor of vanilla and the creamy Hokkaido milk emanates from your tongue as you pause in surprise. “Holy shit… it’s so good” you gasp, taking another lick as Mike smirks at your reaction.

“Obviously I’ll get you the best flavor” Mike grins as you start to greedily lick the ice cream all over. Feeling a cold drip on your finger, you realize that the ice cream is starting to melt and begin to panic, not wanting to waste a single drop. The sounds of you slurping becomes louder as you run your tongue along the melting sugary treat. To your surprise, you start to taste something different almost like salted caramel but not quite. “You like it?” Mike asks, watching you slowly devour the entire ice cream.

Nodding your head eagerly, your taste buds start to tingle more as the salty flavor starts to become more intense and overwhelm the original vanilla taste. “W-what is that s-second flavor” you stutter, savoring the aftertaste in your mouth as your tongue sloshes the melted treat between the insides of your cheeks. Addicted to your new favorite flavor, you greedily slurp up more as your lips press against the freezing cold treat. “It… rrrike… shhooo goood!” you squeal, hearing your voice cracking higher into a feminine and seductive tone with a thickening Japanese accent. Covering your mouth in shock in confusion at what you just said, you numb lips plump up into pillowy cock sleeves coated in pink lipstick. Swallowing a mouthful of the melted ice cream, your throat tingles as your Adams apple disappears, leaving your neck smooth and slender.

“Huuh?! What… Happrren?” you gasp, cringing at your new voice as you try to make sense of it all. Within seconds, your lips tingles and your throat feel increasingly dry for more ice cream. Succumbing to your urges, you hesitantly raise the ice cream to your mouth and lick it, softly moaning with pleasure as you feel it trickle down your throat. “W-why I sound… riiiike this?!” you stammer as your jawline softens and cheekbones pop higher contouring your face into a rounder doll-like appearance. Touching your face as it continues warping, you gasp in surprise as your nose crunches smaller into a cute button nose and becomes narrower above your plump lips. Looking around in a panic, your eyes widen and become slanted around the corners as your irises turn dark brown, making you look increasingly Asian. “Mike! What… happrrring to me?!” you squeal, grabbing strands of hair in front of your eyes as your short hair cascades down to your lower back, becoming jet black and silky smooth.

“Holy shit… you look hot” Mike snickers, enjoying your confused expression as a layer of make-up coats your face. Everything feels weird to you; from the long hair touching the side of your cheeks to the roundness of your face. Rushing to the mirror, you finally understand what your friend said as a seductive feminine Asian face stares back in the reflection. “That ice cream creates the perfect Japanese girlfriend for me” Mike says sheepishly as he points at the ice cream in your hand. Too shocked to shout back at him, your blood runs cold when you realize that you’ve eaten most of it.

“Girlfriend?... me no… girlfriend!” you stammer, cringing at your accent sounding slutty despite feeling angry. Stopping yourself from licking the ice cream again in disgust, the sweet and salty nectar starts to melt and trickle down your fingers. You start to panic as your sticky fingers start to contort and become slimmer with long glossy nails. As the trail of melted cold ice cream runs down your arm, you grunt softy, feeing your hands shrinking and your wrists becoming thinner. “Uhhnn… no… no…” you whimper as your biceps deflate into a thin layer of womanly fat around your dainty limbs while the ice cream cone feels increasingly bigger and heavier to hold in your small hands. The changes continue to spread through your body as your broad shoulders crunch loudly with a bone splintering snap into a narrower and rounder frame with high collarbones.

“Uuhhh… me… no want…” you squeal, feeling your stomach gurgle hungrily and your throat feeling dry again. Resisting the urge to have another taste of the addictive flavor, your mouth starts to salivate at the mere thought of swallowing it all, tempting your mouth to inch closer towards it. “It… so… yummy…” you moan in defeat, as the small wafts into your nose and you start to lick your fingers clean, desperate to lap up every melted drop. To your dismay, some of it drips onto your chest, making you shiver from the coldness as you gasp sharply.

“Guuh… whaa…” you gurgle with your mouth full, looking down to see your nipples already hard while your areolas darken and double in size. More melting ice cream splatters onto your chest, causing the changes to accelerate as you feel rolls of fat slither under your skin and accumulate under your nipples. “B-Boobies… N-no…” you squeal, watching small mounds push out from your chest to form a pair of budding A-cups. You want to stop eating to halt the transformation, but the taste is so irresistible, forcing you to lick up more of the creamy salty treat. Swallowing a mouthful of ice cream, you shudder as more fat floods into your tits, causing them to swell into modest C-cups. “Nuuuh… I no want… No want…” you splutter, trying to push them back down but your skin tingles as it stretches to contain it all. Glancing at Mike for help, you see him gazing at your expanding breasts with excitement, wondering when it’ll stop. Scooping up the splattered mess on your chest, you lick it clean as your tits finally balloons into huge E-cups, leaving a deep cleavage down the middle and puffy nipples protruding out. “T-They so… big…” you whimper, lifting them up and feeling the weight as your fingers sink into the soft warm flesh. The creamy aftertaste in your mouth causes your breasts to pulsate with activity before they start to stretch and sag a little from its weight. “Wha…” you gasp, feeling something sloshing inside as you pinch your nipple and a stream of warm milk sprays out. Too stunned to react, you stare at the trail of milk leaking out of your nipples in horror as your lactating breasts refuses to stop.

However, another crisis diverts your attention as you look at your ice cream and notice that you’ve eaten it all with only the waffle cone remaining. Your long flexible tongue has already lapped up every single drop of ice cream from within the cone, and you begin to feel thirsty again. “Eat it all” Mike grins as you begin to wonder how it’ll taste.

Taking a large bite out of it, your bones simultaneously crunch smaller, making you yelp in surprise. Stumbling onto the floor, your hips give way as they momentarily dislocate and stretch wider into child-bearing proportions. Your eyes widen in shock as you clutch your pelvis, feeling your new curves as layers of fat fill the sides and slowly pushes them even further apart. Devouring the rest of the ice cream cone, your back pops in multiple places as it becomes smaller and curvier, forcing you to thrust out your ass and chest with your new posture. “Gaahh… me… no change… more…” you mumble with your mouth full as your feet crunches down a few sizes with dainty pedicured toes suitable for high heels.

“You’re going to be my obedient girlfriend, Yumi” Mike snickers as he watches your body continue to change to his preferences. Now a few inches shorter than him, you’re forced to tilt your head to look up at him submissively as his hulking body towers besides you. Shaking your head in denial, you dash towards the exit with your wide hips swaying side to side, but Mike’s iron grip tightens around your dainty shoulders.

“Me no Yumi… Me is… Me… Yu… Yumi?” you stammer in frustration and confusion as you struggle to remember your own name. No matter how much you try to think, you only remember writing and telling everyone your Japanese name. Gripping your head in a panic, you desperately try to remember things as your memories start to fade away and warp into a new life in Japan. “Huuuh… me… no girlfriend…“ you mumble frantically, as you start to picture dinner dates with Mike and spending time in his apartment. Your eyes twitch as you struggle to resist the mental changes and manipulation, trying to remember your closest friends and family. “Me no… ooomphhh” you gasp in shock; feeing Mike’s lips press against yours.

Becoming impatient at the changes, Mike decides to force more memories into you as he kisses you on the lips. With his hands gripping the back of your head, you’re unable to pull away as his warm lips details the last remaining thought of resistance. Hesitating for a second, the taste of his saliva and shape of his lips becomes familiar as you start to return the kiss, twirling your tongue around his and moaning softly. “Ahhnn... M-Mike…” you pant breathlessly, feeling his hand grope your tits and caress your face.

Without warning, Mike pulls away in a panic and stares at your mouth as he wipes his lips on a tissue. “Shit… you still have ice cream in your mouth?” he splutters, as you nod your head innocently, savoring the sweet and salty aftertaste on the tip of your tongue. “F-Fuck… I wasn’t… supposed to…” he gasps, hearing his stomach gurgle hungrily as his short blond hair rapidly turns black and cascades down to his shoulders. Grabbing his long hair and staring at it in shock, he begins to back away from you in fear.

“No… No… I won’t be a… horny slut riiiike you” Mike stammers, covering his mouth in horror as his lips start to plump up into matching cock sucking proportions like yours. Slightly confused with your lower intelligence, you helplessly watch him touch his face in a panic as it starts to warp. His chiseled jawline becomes softer while his cheekbones pop higher into a rounder and more feminine appearance. Simultaneously, his nose crunches smaller while his eyes widen with a slant and his irises turn dark brown to match his new Asian heritage. “Me no change… No changeeee!” Mike squeals, hearing his deep American accent crack higher into an sultry and feminine tone with a thickening Japanese accent. As his Adams apple disappears, leaving his neck smooth and slender, he begins to feel increasingly thirsty and his doe-like eyes wander around the room and focuses on a few popsicles on the table.

“どうぞ [here you go]” you say supportively in fluent Japanese as you open the wrapping of one and hand the creamy looking popsicle to Mike. His feminine face flashes with both gratitude and betrayal but his insatiable hunger urges him to take it from you. Holding it an inch from his face, he sniffs it and retches, but his mouth says otherwise as drool drips from the corner of his lips. “楽しんで [enjoy]” you smile as Mike hesitantly inches closer until his pouted lips press against the tip of the popsicle.

“UUuhhnnh” you gasp in surprise, feeling a strange warm feeling around your crotch. Tasting a similar creamy and salty flavor on the popsicle, Mike begins to lick the sides with more confidence. Looking past your hefty breasts at your crotch, you see your cock painfully erect as another warm sensation passes along the side of your cock. Addicted to his new favorite flavor, Mike starts to lick it more eagerly despite his consciousness screaming at him to stop.

“Mmmphhh… aahnnn…” you moan softly, feeling sparks of stimulation racing along your dick. Your mind races in confusion as Mike greedily slurps on the popsicle, wrapping his lips around the treat. Your body shudders as you feel pressure around the tip of your cock, making your face blush red with arousal. Without warning, your friend greedily plunges the popsicle into his mouth, causing your body to spasm with pleasure as an invisible warm force envelops your throbbing cock. “Ahhh… N-Nani?” you gasp, feeling an invisible long and rough tongue eagerly twirling around your dick. Already horny from your lactating breasts, you give into your sexual urges within minutes and feel your knees buckle as you orgasm for the last time as a male. To your surprise, nothing comes out despite feeling your dick vigorously pump all the cum from your balls.

“Gaagghhh… ahhnnn… mmhhhmmm…” you hear Mike gag in an alluring feminine tone as the popsicle rapidly starts to melt, splattering his plump lips with liquified salty treat. The corner of his lips quiver in protest, but the taste is too addictive as he swallows a mouthful of it, enjoying the salty aftertaste in his mouth. “It’s… so good” Mike blurts out before covering his mouth in embarrassment as he realizes what he just done. Slurping on the last piece of the popsicle, you feel his invisible tongue wrap around your shrinking cock as your empty balls retract into your crotch and reforms into a pair of fertile ovaries. Your eyes roll back in ecstasy as your dick finally inverts into your crotch, leaving a tight slit in its place while the tip of your cock shifts into a twitching clitoris. Finally finishing the entire popsicle, Mike’s gaze focuses on your crotch as he watches moist pink folds blossom out invitingly out of your pussy lips. “I… I did riiis to you?!” he gasps in both horror and disgust, remembering that he swallowed everything. Nodding your head, you stroke your flat crotch in bewilderment, vaguely remembering when you lost your virginity to a guy in college.

Accidently snapping the wooden popsicle stick, Mike’s body collapses to the ground as it starts to crack and contort wildly. “Ahhnn… hurts…” he squeals in a girly voice, hearing his spine pop in multiple places as it also becomes curvier and makes him a few inches shorter than before. Matching his petite height, his broad shoulders crunch inwards into a smaller frame with round shoulders only suitable for handbag straps. “No… No… Me no… girl” Mike whimpers in fear, trying to stop the changes, but it’s no use as his hips explodes outwards and becomes wider than his shoulders with a thick padding of fat around the sides. Finally at eye level, he winces as his feet crunches smaller into dainty toes while his hands shrink with slender fingers and long glossy nails. The biceps he spent years on training for at the gym unceremoniously deflates into a thin layer of fat around his fragile arms.

Relieved that the changes have finally stopped, Mike stumbles towards the door for help, but his eyes locks onto another unopened popsicle wrapper on the table. “No… No… me no want…” he stammers, trying to tear his eyes away, but they remain hungrily transfixed onto it with drool starting to form on the corner of his lips. Unaware of his mental struggles, you grab it for him, and rip open the packaging as he drools in anticipation.

It’s a different color and flavor than the other, but Mike greedily snatches it out of your hands and immediately pushes it deep into his mouth. He gags as it presses against the back of his throat, but the intense flavor keeps him slurping for more. “Mmhmm… mmmm” he pants, eagerly licking every surface of the popsicle as his nipples start to darken and his chest become tender. Within seconds, rolls of fat floods under his nipples, pushing them out into modest B-cups as he continues to devour the popsicle. His eyes momentarily widen in a panic as he glances down at his expanding breasts and he tries to scream for help, but his lips remain wrapped around the icy treat. “Mmmm… MMMMmm…” Mike moans with his eyes rolling back as his fearful expression slowly shifts into ecstasy, feeling his tits expanding into round D-cups stretching his skin to its limits. Breathing heavily with his hefty breasts heaving up and down, a drop of melted goodness falls into his deep cleavage and trickles down, making him shiver with pleasure. “Uuuh…” he pants as memories of cocks pressed in his cleavage form in his mind.

Hearing Mike’s lips slurping on the popsicle turns you on as you feel your crotch heat up with arousal, becoming damp with juices. Your hazy mind and lowered intelligence struggles to understand it all as you watch your friend play with his tits as if he always had them. “mmhmm… shhooo… goood…” he moans, starting to deep throat the popsicle faster as his tongue frantically licks it in all directions. His slanted eyes start to cross in an orgasmic daze as his memories become corrupted and a slutty personality slowly seeps in.

“M-Mike?... me… want some…” you slur, reaching out for the popsicle, but your friend ignores you. Letting out a girly moan, Mike’s thighs start to fill with fat to match his wide hips, causing his soft inner thighs to rub against each other and sandwich his balls in between. With barely anything left on the popsicle, he swallows the last chunk, feeling his ass quickly expand into a round bubble butt.

“Mike?… Me… Miku…” the Japanese girl says in a thick accent as she licks her sticky lips, savoring the lingering taste of the popsicle. Constantly horny, she plays with her heavy breasts, feeling the softness and warmth in her hands, but unaware of a boner forming on her crotch. With her thighs pressing against her balls and all the pleasurable sensation emanating from her stimulated breasts, pre-cum begins to seep from the tip of her cock.

Like a shark sensing blood in the water, your eyes immediately focuses on her dick and faintest salty wafting into your nose makes your mouth drool. “Moreeee… morrreee…” you pant as you crawl towards Miku with your tongue hanging out like a bitch in heat. She tries to push you away, but the intoxicating stench of cum draws you closer as you become desperate for another taste. “ooompphh…” you moan as your lips wrap around her cock, feeling her dick press against the back of your throat as you fit it all inside your mouth. She moans loudly as your tongue starts to twirl around her shaft, licking every drop of pre-cum seeping from her throbbing cock.

“Y-Yumi… 下さい [please…]” Miku squeals as she tries to control her urges, but your tongue expertly stimulates every corner of her dick. As if on cue, she finally gives in and hot cum sprays into your mouth as you greedily swallow it all. You smile happily at the familiar taste and purposely swirl her cum in your mouth to savor it all. Swallowing a few mouthfuls, you feel your ass tingle as your body absorbs her cum and converts it into fat flooding into your ass. You groan softly, feeling your skin stretch as your ass expands into a round bubble butt with your asshole tingling to be penetrated. “止まらないよ [It won’t stop]!” Miku pants, feeling all the cum drain from her balls as you slurp it all up. Smiling at her with your lips glossy and sticky with her cum, you feel your thighs expand with fat to match your huge ass and wide hips.

The taste of her cum becomes overwhelming as your mind feels hazy from devouring it all while your body trembles with ecstasy. “いく [I’m cumming!]” you pant, getting turned on by all the action as juices spray from your tight pussy. Your feel her shrinking dick slip out of your mouth as it inverts into her crotch, leaving a similarly tight pussy in its place. Your stomach gurgle from its insatiable hunger as you watch her empty balls slurp into her body and reform into a pair of fertile ovaries. Miku’s body trembles from all the new sensations as juices start to drip from her pussy and you lean closer for a better look.

“ぬれてる [you’re so wet]” you giggle, feeling a shiver flow through your body as all your bodily hair fades away, leaving your skin smooth and sensitive with a creamy oriental hue matching your Japanese heritage. Miku blushes shyly from her pussy in full view, but she vaguely remembers the times when her boyfriend would record her getting railed by his cock. To your surprise, your stomach gurgles hungrily and the faint smell of her pussy juice makes you drool. “Me want…” you coo before pressing your lips against her pussy without warning, making Miku squeal in surprise.

“Ahhnn… nan--- ooohhh” Miku pants feeling your tongue extend into her pussy lips and rub against her clitoris. Her body spasms with pleasure, rendering her defenseless as you greedily lick up her juices and realize that it tastes just as good as cum. Gripping her wide hips, you push deeper for more, twirling your tongue around the rims of her pussy and along the walls as she squeals with pleasure. On the floor, the smell of your own juices makes Miku drool as she twists around into a comfortable 69 position and starts to lick your pussy too.

“Ooohh… M-Miku… Yama---” you moan, feeling her tongue digging deep into your pussy as your juices continue to squirt out. Her tongue efficiently licks up everything the same way as her popsicle as your toes curl from all the stimulation on your clitoris.  Addicted to the taste, you and Miku mindless lick each other’s pussy on the floor as the staff walks in and lets out a disappointed sigh.

An hour later, another two busty Japanese girls walk out of the room with juices dripping from their pussies. You don’t seem to recognize any of them, except for the tourist backpack left on the corner of the room. “Me… hungry…” you whimper, as the staff hands everyone a popsicle and you greedily slurp onto it. Gazing into his eyes, everyone seductively slurps on it as he groans softly, feeling countless invisible tongues wrapping around his boner. Completely dependent on the taste of cum, you can’t wait for the next meal with fresh cum or a frozen flavored treat like before.