[Draft] Best Pika Gift Ever! (Pikamee TG) (Patreon)

Jory lounged on his bed, playing games. He was going through the Trails series again, starting from the very first game Trails in the Sky. Every game had been a trip down memory road with how much it had come to him. All of the characters and memories, seeing what they were like at this point in the story and then where they would be later down the line in another game had left him amazed.

“Man playing all of this again, after starting from the beginning, really does add something extra to the rest of the series.”

Seeing the build up like this and where it would lead to later down the line had left him reeling at all the details.

Jory noticed a mail car park outside his mome and paused his game. He watched the van for a moment. The mailman stepped out of the car and made his way to the door.

The moment the mailman drove away, Jory ran out of his room and headed to the front door. He saw a large cardboard box the size of his head. The box was light and felt as if there wasn’t anything in there. He shoved it from side to side and didn’t feel anything move from side to side. To his surprise he saw it for his friend Kyle.

“Why am I getting something he ordered?” Jory turned the box over, wondering what could be inside. His phone buzzed and he saw it was a text from Kyle.

“Hope you like.”

Jory snorted. “Well at least now I know it is something meant for me.”

A grin formed. His mind went through all sorts of ideas, trying to figure out what Kyle could have sent him. He zoomed to the kitchen and grabbed a knife. He cut the tape keeping it sealed. His breathing still as he opened the box and saw it was a large green jacket. It had a dragon head on it with fangs on it. There was a large tail attached to the base of it.

“What the heck?” Jory pulled out the jacket. He pulled out the box and unfurled it, showing what it was.

“This is a little different from what I was expecting, but it does look nice.” Jory moved it around, getting a feel for it as he imagined himself wearing it. “Doesn’t seem like something I’ll be wearing in public. I don’t want something like this to get ruined.”

He put it down for a moment and tried to think of when he could wear it. Sure he could wear it when it was just the two of them, or when he was ging around the house, but he didn't see it going well if he wore it outside of those circumstances.

“Well it is a gift from Kyle, so might as well try it on.”

Jory tried it on and it was far more comfier than he expected. The soft fabric brushed against his arks just right. He moved his arms and the fluffy arms of the jacket rolled.

The wonderful fabric brushed against his body in just the right way to earn a content moan from him. He hugged himself and laughed as if he was a little kid. The fabric of it was just so nice and comforting that he couldn’t help but relax.  He looked over his shoulder and saw the tail was high enough that it wouldn’t scrape on the ground. The tail of the jacket brushed against his butt and the rest of his body. He wiggled his hips and couldn't help but snicker as it moved from side to side.

The eyes of the hood caught his attention and Jory pulled it up. It landed on his head and was just as soft and nice he imagined it would be. He grabbed the sides of the hood and shuddered in childish flee.

Jory smiled. “It’s just like a head pat.”

He turned his head and rolled it back, allowing the soft top of it to rub against his scalp. Every little brush of the hood kept getting better, softer, more enticing, as if if he was receiving headpats from Mythra, while she was complimenting him at every turn.

With every slight movement of the hood, his red lightened. Small little streaks of blonde and green hair poked through. They kept getting brighter and more prevalent, subverting the rest of his hair color. Soon his shaggy hair had become a bright blonde which looked as if it had taken from the sun.

Jory stopped, sighing in content.  “Forget wearing this only around the house. With how comfy it is, I’m definitely going to be wearing this whenever I can just kick back and relax. Though I might have to worry about the spikes on it and all. I don’t want those to get ruined when I’m sitting down.”

He walked around, his exuberance growing as he walked around the house. “Its like a hug.”

As he walked around the house, his skin cleaned up, losing every small imperfection. Every little strand of hair was gently removed by the jacket as if it was a heater. Not even a small shadow of the hair that been on his arms remained. He was left with flawless perfect skin that would dazzled everyone with how soft and clean it was.

Jory tugged on the sleeves and midsection of it more. “How can something this warm and cuddly not make me feel as if I’m being cooked alive by it? S the fabric just that goood or something?”

As Jory lost himself to the fluffy warmness of his new jacket, his arms thinned. His nails grew slightly longer while the rest of his hands diminished slightly. The masculine fingers softened as they filled with new life. Like an infection the roughness of his hands had gradually disappeared. A dainty softness appeared in them that continued to become more prominent as if the hard exterior they had was being gradually being destroyed

Even when his hands had finished changing and taking on a delicate softness many would have liked, his forearms thinned as the refined and shook a little less. His upper arms deflated loosing some of their mass, the jacket continuing to hug the smaller limbs. They brushed against his body, filling him with life as they did. Despite the change to his arms, the sleeves of the jacket still maintained the same level of comfort they did previously.

“Ahh!” Jory hummed and then let go. “I should get back to Trails. Can’t afford to let good time go to waste. I got to think of a good way to pay Kyle back for this gift. Maybe I could get him a figure of one of his waifus or something. I’m sure he would love that, though who should it be.”

Jory entered his room and was about to sit down when he remembered the tail it had. He moved the tail so it wouldn't wind up getting crushed if he sat on it. The tail brushed against his leg and he petted it as if it was a cat and took small glee in how it felt just as nice as the rest of the shirt.

He unpaused the game and began focusing on the enemies on the screen, wondering how he would beat them this time. Already dozens of ways he could destory them with little proble came form forward.

As Jory played the game, his face heated up. His lips swelled a little larger with delightful plumpness. A crack came from his nose as the shape of it altered slightly. The slight upturn it had disappeared as it gained a more narrow appearance. He ran his hand over his nose, admiring the change to its structure.

Jory’s eyes burned slightly. He rubbed them, trying to alleviate some of the burning sensation. His brown eyes shifted and gained a slight green tint to them. The green in their eyes expanded and grew larger, subverting his original eye color as if someone was painting over them. They slowly shifted as the green shade in their eyes became more apparent until they were a bright emerald green.

Jory pulled out his phone and turned it to make a selfie. He jumped when he saw his changed eye color and hair. His jaw dropped and his mouth opened and closed. He watched as the version of him in the camera copied his moments down to the smallest detail.

“What the fuck? I’m not using a filter or anything like that.” Jory immediately paused the game and grabbed his hair and pulled a little bit of it into a view. To his shock he saw his hair had become a matching shade of blonde like what he saw in his phone.

“What the heck?”

Again he tugged on the hair, and winced at the jolt of pain. It grew longer and brushed against his head. It laid flat against his head, tickling him as it did as if someone was caressing his face. Locks of hair tickled the base of his chin whale others continued downward.

Jory blinked at the face staring back at him on his phone. A large smile formed as he let out a gasp of awe. He ran his hands down his cheeks, wondering if what he was seeing and feeling was real, or if it was a fantasy he was having.

“Wow!” Jory smiled and then frowned when he noticed his teeth hadn’t changed. “Wait a minute. Something is missing. Doesn’t she have sharper teeth? ”

Suddenly his teeth felt as if he was biting down on cotton balls. He rolled his mouth, and brought his fingers up to them. The tip of them sharpened against his fingers and he pressed down.. Small refined points appeared on them. Comparable to a shark’s maw.

Jory removed his hand and opened and closed his mouth, giggling happily. The difference in his teeth shape threw him off, but he couldn’t help but be excited about it. He ran his hand over his sharpened teeth, still giggling like a small child. He randomly opened and bit down as if he was a shark.

“Ok now everything is as it should be when it comes to the face and the teeth. What’s next?”

All of the possibilities made him wonder. He looked down at his chest and then his butt, hoping they were next, and wondering what it would be like. “I hope they’re nice and big when they finish growing.”

A sudden pulling sensation on his throat made him wince for a moment. A rough hack came out of his throat as he brought his hands up. He pawed at it and winced as if someone had wrapped their hands around his throat and was trying to choke the life out of him.

Jory coughed again, sounding like a squeaking toy being put through a blender. “Ok need a minute.”

He rushed back to the kitchen to get something to drink. He filled a large glass of water and downed it all in a single go. Despite that, it kept getting worse, no matter how much he chugged on the liquid. He filled the glass and downed it again in another single go. Yet still it did little to abate the scratchiness of his throat. It pawed at hkm and made him drink another. A groan came out as he made himself one more glass in a desperate bid, hoping this time it would be the one that would give him some much needed relief.,

“Couldn’t you have made that part any better? Especially after how nice the previous parts of the transformation were?” Jory blinked. Instead of his normal voice, the one that was coming out out of his mouth was the voice of Pikamee. “Oh that’s why.”

He brought his hand up to his slender throat and noticed his Adam’s apple was gone now. “Oh wow this is getting cool. I would agave preferred to get something that would add a little more met to my body this is nice to. Though I hope it doesn’t keep me waiting to long. Maybe I should see what it would be like to read some of my favorite lines in her voice. Oh I could try going for a dommy mommy voice with it! Thought might be weird cosndiering what is between my legs for now.”

A pull between his legs made him shudder. He caressed his member. An exhilarated groan came from him. He increased the pace of his rubbing. With every soft rub, his member shrunk a little. It traveled deeper into his body. He shimmied from side to side, bouncing in his seat, as if he was a little child.

“Oh looks like I spoke to soon. I need…I need to run back to his room.”

It was as if someone was fondling his balls. Sucking them off, teasing hen. There were so many assaults happening at once down there that he could hardly make sense of them all. Every little move against his balls was like a small flick to them, yet it made a burst of heat and need come from them. He jumped onto his bed and raised his butt as he played with his need member. It was getting harder to hold it, but he refused to let it stop him. He continued to pump and please his masculinity as it diminished.

“I…need…more. You…aren’t going anywhere…. until I get every last bit… of pleasure I can out of you!”

Jory increased the rate of his stroking and could feel the front of his pants wetted in his juices. His underwear clung tighter to him, but all he did was let out a happy perverse giggle.

With a loud wet slurp, the tip of his wang entered his body. A dopey grin formed as his balls followed after it, trailing against his thighs. He jolted on the bed as if someone had taken a taser and zapped him on the lower setting. One by one they entered his body, making him groan in delight as another wet wave came over his lower body.

“Thank you god!”

The heat in her body rose higher and called out to him, demanding he explore her new hole. Her fingers brushed against the outer edges of it, enjoying how her fingers sparked in glee and her cootchie screamed for attention.

A husky sighed came from his lips, as the pressure on his head settled. “Oh man, whoever made this thing, knows how to make everything feel good. I almost creamed my pants there. Now c’mon what’s going to be the next part, make it just as nice if not better please! Give me some nice big milky honkers or a bubble butt to bounce!”

A sudden heat went through her hips, making Jory squeal. “Ohh! There we go!”

She put her hands on them and rolled her fingers, admiring the delightful bolts they radiated. Her fingers dug slightly into her hips, playing with them. The little bolts of heat increased in tune with her fingers. It was as if every little tap caused them to widen a little more and increase the heat she felt.

Her hips broadened, making her sigh. She kept touching the outer edges of them, trying to shove them back. The slight pressure on her fingers made her giggle in glee. She rolled her widening hips, paying rapt attention to how her flat butt moved behind her. There was hardly any bounce but the delicious roll they had made her shudder as if she was eating the best meal possible.

She could feel the pressure on her hips slow as they stopped widening. The pleasing heat died and her developing figure’s growth came to a halt. She frowned and tugged on them as if she could make it go on for a little whole longer. “C’mon couldn’t you have made this last for a little while longer? It feels nice! Or at least start up some of the more intense stuff. I want some big boobs or butt damn it!”

Jory swung her hips, moving her butt as if she was going to whack someone with it. It took a moment longer for her butt to finish moving despite how small it was in comparison to awe-inducing hips. “Well I can’t complain about how nice and wide they are, it's going to make shaking my butt done real fun.”

A slight tingle from her feet making her blink. She stopped and grabbed her feet to get a better look at them. A prickly sensation came over them as if they had fallen asleep on her, but she could still feel everything around them. Her toes diminished and gained the same diminutive appearance.

“Oh wow, they’re not as small as I thought they would be. Now what are the rest of my legs going to be like?”

Jory watched her legs intently. She ran her hands over her calves and grinned as they tingled. A slight tingle went through them. He prodded his calves, admiring the slight plush they were getting. Yet they still had a feminine grace to him. He kep poking them, watching how his finger moved and made what fat and muscle there move. When it didn’t seem like it would be changing anymore, he grabbed it and jumped.

“Now if all goes as it should, then the next thing up is these girls.” Jory padded her thighs, watching how they changed.

The prickly feeling finally hit them and she laughed. She prodded her thighs and watched them ripple and wiggle on the bed. They got bigger and swelled against her hands. She cupped them as much as she could and squeezed them. Again bolts of electric fire heat went through her body and shot up her spine. A pleased sigh escaped her lips. She rolled on the bed, shuddering in childish glee.

“I guess I can forgive the wait since you made this so nice.” Jory squeezed them again and groaned, her hand inching close to her needy crotch. Her hand stopped mere inches away from it, even though it demanded she touch down there and explore what was going on.

“I’m running out of things to change. You can’t hold off from giving me boobs and butt forever. So what is it going to be now?”

Suddenly the room looked like it was getting smaller. Her butt felt oddly warm, as if it was craving attention. The legs of shorts were hugging her body tighter with every second. She laid on her flat chest and rose her butt into the air. The roundness of her ballooning cheeks became more apparent.

“Hold on, let's see if I can pull off that pose.” Jory adjusted her legs as much as she could to pull of the Jacko pose. Her thighs burned slightly, but she forced herself to do it. “If there was someone else here I would have asked them to take a picture. I’ll get Kyle to do it when he shows up.”

She rose on the bed and moved her buttocks together, savoring the growing cushion there. Her delicate fingers sent little electric shocks through her body that made her giggle in delight. With every little added sway of her growing behind like a symphony to her and made her preen with pride. She stood up and used her phone to get a better idea of how big her buttocks had become.

Jory's new engorged booty stood out behind her like a shelf. She caressed her new enhanced ass and grabbed a hearty handful of it, loving the feeling of her wonderful ass. Her fingers dug into her fingers and she moaned. “I got a big booty and loving it.”

Her nipples perked. She poked them and pulled on them as if she was twisting a knob. A shudder went through her body that made her giggle like a mad scientist. She patted her chest and could feel soft little mounds there.

“C’mon, don’t keep me waiting like this. Make me a very happy girl!”

Jory’s chest pushed out, and quickly small breasts formed on her chest. Despite her jacket the outline of the breasts formed and became more prominent. They rapidly swelled as if they were balloons attached to an air pump. She was forced to lean back as they continued to grow to sizes that left her reeling. The jacket perfectly pushed and caressed her inflating bust. She pawed and groped every part of her boobs.

“C’mon keep the boing boing coming.”

They kept getting bigger and her back muscles ached slightly, but she didn’t care. The soft jacket felt like someone was nuzzling her chest. The weight kept pulling on her body and felt as if someone had tied a pair of milk jugs around her chest. Only when they seemed to have become a large E-cup that rivaled even the ripest of melons when they finally stopped growing.

Jory smushed her boobs together, giggling like a silly child. “Ohh! Wow with how heavy you are you think you would be bigger. Oh well I’m not going to question boobs. Just happy I got some nice knockers to squeeze!”

Jory went to the bathroom and looked herself over. A happy smile blossomed at how pretty and cute she was. She looked just like a real version of  Pikamee’s avatar. “You know while I’m like this I’m going to call myself Pikamee. I look just like her so might as well call myself that.”

Her phone buzzed again and she saw it from Kyle that said he was here. Pika ran through the house, her jacket’s tail wagging and her boob bouncing as she did. She threw open her door and was greeted to the sight of her wonderful best friend Kyle.

“Gao!” Pikamee cried, her arms up as if she was an adorable dinosaur about to bite down on her friend.

Kyle blinked. He said. “What the? Who are you?”

“Hey, Kyle, why didn’t you tell me that TG jackets were a thing? I know you wanted to surprise me with a gift like this, but c’mon I wanted to have big boba sooner!”

Kyle stared at her as if he was questioning what was reality right now. He looked at

“Jory?”

“Of course it's me! Who else would could possible be a real Pikamee! Wait, you didn’t know the jackets could do this?”

“No! I didn’t think it would result in something like this. I just thought it was a cute jacket you would like the aesthetic off. Especially with how often you go crazy about them.”

“Oh…,” Pika looked down at her figure. “Well I guess we can just say this is a happy little accident then, because I am loving every moment of this.”

“Glad you are, though you might want to take that jacket off. Aren’t you uncomfortable?”

“No this is the best damn thing you have ever given me! I love it! Its soft and gave me big boobs.”

“Which it shouldn’t do.”

“You say that like its a problem. Here try it on!”

“I would rather not run the risk. Oh wow it’s soft, but I’m still not wearing!”

“C’mon, just give it a shot!”

Pikamee took off her jacket and the girl beamed when she saw her bust had exploded in size and was much larger then she had given it credit for. She cupped her immense breasts. The massive knockers were far too big for her to ignore and barely even covered a fifth of the breast flesh she had.

“Oh wow, you would think I was trying to suppress these girls with how different they were. Man you would think I had some wrappings around these or something. This day just keeps getting better and better.” Pika smushed her boobs together and let them go, only to caress them and grab the bottom of them moments later. “This booba is so damn good!”

Kyle immediately went hard at the sight of her immense bust. Her shirt did absolutely nothing at all to hide her boobs. The miniscule cleavage on display called out to him as if all of her boobs were on display instead.

Kyle could only stare at the immense bust she had now. They called out to his primal desires, wishing to launch himself forward so he could smother his face between them. Pika giggled at the arousal he had. She stepped forward with a playful saunter, grinning him at him like a devious trickster.

“You like my new boing boing don’t you?” she laughed. She jumped up and down and her immense boobs going up and down. Everytime she landed, she stumbled as the weight of her massive milkers pulled her down, but she continued to jump in glee like a small child.

“Please stop!” Kyle cried, unable to tear himself away. Even now, he wanted nothing more the

Pika continued to jump. “Hey it's perfectly fine if you want to look. I know I’m going to be having all sorts of fun with these new giant boobs.”

“Since you got me this wonderful jacket that made it possible for me to have them, you can play and fondle with them as well!”

Kyle’s jaw dropped, and his face darkened further. “I’ll think I pass on that.”

Pika stomped the ground and glared at him with all the threatening presence of a cute puppy. “C’mon! I know you want to! Besides I want to know what it's like if someone else were to play with these boobs and I wouldn’t trust anyone else but you. It's a win for the both of us!”

Kyle ran his hands down his face as he struggled to keep calm. “I never should have bought you that jacket.”

Jory squealed. “And I couldn’t be happier that you did! Now c’mon how about you take some pictures of me. I want to get a lot of pictures with this new body of mine. C’mon, say it.”

“...I guess I can do that.”