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"Come on... come on! Ugh why won't this just load faster already!?"

George angrily shouted, stuck watching the bar on his screen being filled as slowly as possible, tapping his foot in excitement while he waited. It was his first time downloading something like this from the internet, only hoping that all the anti virus programs he had installed would be enough to prevent it backfiring on him.

He'd always been a fan of fighting games, so the recent release of the trailer for Street Fighter 6 had sent his excitement into overdrive, far more than he was expecting considering he was usually more interested in games like Tekken, Smash Bros and even older ones like Darkstalkers. Then again he had always cared more about Street Fighter's characters than the gameplay, although that still played a major part in it, both elements combining to make him incredibly excited for the game's eventual release.

With how far away it was though, he was desperate for anything he could do that would keep him going until then, replaying old games in the series doing little to help him. It was then that he heard rumours of something online, people on Reddit saying something like a VR build for some sort of tie-in to the new game had been leaked online.

It was apparently fully playable and had designs that matched up with an art leak from a while back, one that had made George even more excited just from the sight of his favourite character's new look. He'd been in love with Juri since her debut game, her play style clicking with him in seconds, her amazing personality and design an added bonus that only made her even more perfect.

It wasn't uncommon for him to blush and squirm while playing sometimes, the sound of her voice even making him have to pause some matches from how desperately he needed to jerk off. Her new look was perfect, and it was the deciding factor to take the risk and download the build, the data almost fully uploaded into his headset.

He blushed thinking back at it, finding it strange for a moment that the accounts that said they were about to give the game a try didn't seem to say anything afterwards, apart from a few posting some great pics of cosplayers. The installation's completion soon caught his attention though, the boy smiling in excitement as he snatched up his headset, putting it over his eyes as the game started up.

"Oh wow! This is actually legit! There's no way a fan could make something this fast!"

The assets of the menu certainly supported his excitement, the boy eagerly going onto the character selection screen and marvelling at all the new art as he instantly selected Juri. He expected a stage selection screen next, but what happened next was completely unexpected, the screen turning black as the sound cut off leaving George blinking in shock.

"What the-? Did the game crash? Ugh, no wonder no one was talking about this! Would have been nice if someone mentioned this at- GAH!?"

The darkness was only temporary, a flash of purple light suddenly flooding the screen in front of his left eye, the sheer intensity making it feel like something was stabbed directly into it. He cried out in shock and pain, ripping off the headset and shivering as he raised a hand to his eye, swearing from the agony.

"FUCK! AH S-SHIT! IT HURTS! WHAT DID THAT THING D-DO!? IT... it... f-feels kinda... g-good?"

George found himself even more lost as the pain subsided under rising pleasantness, the sensation more like a pleasant tingling as he wobbled forwards, the boy finding his body starting to convulse, shivering and twitching from the spreading feelings. F-fuck was he having a seizure or something!? The panic consumed him, getting help the only thing on his mind as he nervously staggered towards his phone, a sudden shock blasting through his body and causing him to almost fall over.

He barely steadied himself in time, catching himself on the dresser, gasping for breath as he broke out in a cold sweat, the strange, pleasant feelings feeling like they were growing stronger every second, digging deeper and deeper into his body.

"W-what's h-happening to... a-ah... what's... o-oh I feel so... I d-don't... I-I... h-huh?"

Looking into the mirror in front of him, George was suddenly lost for words for a much different reason, something about his reflection instantly standing out. It was his left eye, the shape of it slanted, framed with long feminine eyelashes and most noticeably, shining a dangerous, bright and very familiar shade of purple.

For a moment, he thought he had to be seeing things, his left eye contrasting harshly with the unchanged right one, the sight making him stammer in confusion as he desperately tried to come up with a rational explanation.

"I-I'm... I'm seeing things! The light messed up my brain f-for a moment and I'm imagining this! Any moment now my body's g-going to stop shivering and I'll- I'll- I-I'll- OH FUCKKKKKKKKKKK~!!!!!!!!! A-AH~! SHIT~!"

He screamed, barely able to keep standing as the violent pleasure surged out of his eye, the veins in his face bulging out slightly as uncontrollable electric bliss shot through them. He swore and screamed in reluctant pleasure, watching in an almost fascinated horror as his cheekbones violently cracked, the sensation slightly painful as they realigned into foreign familiar forms.

George gasped, his head spinning from the feelings, the boy shakily raising his hand as he stared into his reflection, his jaw and nose suddenly filled with an irritating itch that just wouldn't stop. He didn't scratch it, a strange instinct suddenly taking over as he violently squeezed his jaw with an intensity he never thought he had possessed, his eyes wide as he let out a shocked yelp, feeling the pressure build and build until...

CRUNCH

"H-Hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~! Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm oh that's b-betterrrrrrrrrrrrrrr~."

He moaned in satisfaction, feeling the pleasure dig deep into his brain, the action of causing a change himself flooding his brain with just the right amount of dopamine, something about the violent, addictive action making him feel alive~. The thought made him moan louder, the feelings leading him along as he pressed his nose down into a point, licking his plumping lips hungrily, his tongue running over teeth that felt more like fangs as he admired his reflection.

The sight of it fully broke him out of his trance, his mismatched eyes widening in shock as his right eye morphed to match, his face fully feminised as he gasped sexily, the lump in his throat moving up and down as his voice cracked into the familiar sadistic cries of a woman~.

It made his hairs stand on end, before purple sparks washed over them, removing every strand from existence and leaving sensitive, flawless flesh behind. The feeling of it against his clothes made his cock harden, part of him even missing the pain that accompanied the other changes.

He barely noticed though, overwhelmed with the shock of what he was seeing, Juri's face staring back, the impossibility leaving him totally lost for words. He was utterly identical to her, even the brief voice cracks making his voice sound alarmingly close to hers. It couldn't be real, but the pleasure was far beyond a dream, the fact this was actually happening only made him shiver more, the feelings starting to build elsewhere in his body.

He was freaking out, but there was something mixed in with the feeling, a strange feeling of... excitement? W-wait was this shit t-turning him on!? George moaned at the thought, his cock throbbing needily as his eyes spun, the boy's thoughts in conflict from the earlier rush of dopamine, realising just how much part of him was enjoying what was happening, despite the craziness, part of him steadily growing louder that was eagerly begging for more.

It was such an addictive feeling, pleasure engraving itself deeper into his body, his cries growing louder as the seductive edge became more apparent. It was turning him on, his moans hungry and desperate for more, the bobbing lump in his throat clearly needing to go as he pressed down in annoyance.

POP

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~. Holy shitttttttttttttt that sounds so fucking betterrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr~."

The sound of his new voice gave him goosebumps of excitement, pre cum dripping from his erect shaft as his brain buzzed with incredible pleasure, the feelings tempting him along, making him want even more wonderful changes. He knew something was wrong, whimpering as his tongue ran over his sharp teeth, the fear mixing with excitement to leave him terribly confused.

He shivered, reaching for his phone curiously, wondering if it would be a good idea to call for help as the feelings inside swirled violently, reacting instantly as soon as he touched his phone.

"GAH~! F-FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK~!!!!!!!!!!!! I-T HURTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS~!!!!!!!!!! F-FEELS GOODDDDDDDDDD~!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The purple electricity shot down to his hands, erupting all at once as his eyes glazed over, each painful crack bringing another masochistic moan from his lips as both his hands were beaten into new shapes, forcefully condensing them into dainty, feminine forms. He dropped his phone as his nails lengthened, his brain drenched with dopamine as he screamed in delight, his brain spinning as the feelings spread up his limbs.

His fingers twitched as he felt his muscles burn, the boy gasping for breath as they washed over and clamped up in pain before bursting free all at once. He came from the agony, the euphoria mixed with it the cherry on top, his muscles swelling like they had been bruised, his arms budging with strength beyond his wildest dreams.

He was high off it all, the strength, pleasure and pain all getting too much, George swearing he could hear a CRACK in his brain as he stared into his changing reflection, bucking as the increase in strength alone sent his shoulders crashing down to earth. It was obvious who he was becoming, and he had never wanted something more in his life, rational thought left behind in the increasing ocean of dopamine that was hijacking his brain.

Juri was taking over, the tips of his brown strands ending in jet black, his nipples aching for attention as her essence spread from the top before slowly making its way to the tips of his toes. He was already curling them at the thought of them being changed, sadistic, thoughts dancing in his mind, desperate to be acted upon as he hopelessly tried to hold them back, something inside him knowing that something still wasn't right.

"N-no... won't... c-can't... this i-isn't... no... won't let you... someone h-help m-"

"Ugh. That idiot still has some control? Are you serious? Who gave this spineless, nerdy shit the right to talk to me like that!? Well, I suppose you are technically just talking to yourself. And they say I'm the crazy one~."

The sound of her voice made him jump, his body buzzing from bliss as every syllable made his cock feel like it was being crushed in a feminine grip, his eyes wetting as his arms moved freely of his mind's control, a new will breaking free of his mind. It felt like every violent impulse, sarcastic thought, and negative attribute had formed into something new, corrupted by the data into the very character he was somehow becoming.

She was acting upon his basic instincts and needs, the ones that weren't thought through with intensely pleasurable consequences, a hungry, sinister grin forming on his face without him meaning too as her hands got to work spreading the changes. They pulled at his hair, forcing a giggling, happy yelp out as it suddenly fell free, growing rapidly as the black spread like a virus, a single streak of purple painting over some as the electricity arched over them.

It felt like it was carving into his brain, sending purple thoughts rushing through his brain, shocking them into existence as the mental hold on his mind grew. It was like something was crushing his sense of self, Juri's essence forced into the gaps as his hair continued to flow downwards in waves of black, the boy barely noticing when his chest burnt with unimaginable delights.

Her hand was pinching his nipples, bringing gasps and squeals from his lips as her expert movements tempted more mass into them, George licking his lips hungrily as mass surged behind them. They were expanding fast, steadily plumping up as every inch of him was shocked with bolts of bliss.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm yesssssssssssssssssss~. Come on! I need bigger fucking tits than that! And while I rock the long hair, it's not really my style you know?"

"A-AH~! Y-YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS BIGGER~! N-NEED TO BE BIGGER~!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

He screamed in mindless bliss, the pleasure putting an end to his suspicions and worries, shaking as a burst of fat sent his b-cup breasts up two extra sizes, the new d-cup mounds tenting the tight fabric of his shirt. They threatened to break through at a moment’s notice, something no thoughts could give a fuck about, Juri too busy styling her soft, perfect hair into devil horns to care, purple rings forming to hold them in place.

The boy was simply overwhelmed, cumming his pants from the sheer level of pleasure, the sensations of his breasts alone beyond anything his mind could reasonably take. He just wanted more, begging for more pleasure, more pain, more Juri.

"Oh please~. I'm almost impressed you could get any more spineless than you were already. But how about we make it official~?"

Her words impacted his spine, shocking his body with another burst of painful delight, the shape breaking and crunching into an arch, the shape and form becoming all female in the process. It sent him falling forwards, his breasts squishing into the desk as his fingers twitched from euphoria, his core buzzing as a pleasurable static built inside.

The fat broke down fast, its purpose no longer needed in Juri's stomach, the bulging muscles much more fitting for the sexy, powerful fighter that he was becoming. It felt good to let all the strength in, for the hardening muscles to replace the worthless fat, to let her pressure crush more of his useless old life and self.

In moments his entire stomach had been made perfect, identical to the one he had always admired though the TV screen, the sight making his cock harder as his eyes spun, humping his shaft against the chair leg in an attempt to relieve himself. The action was the best he could do with his hands out of his control, the pathetic motion making Juri laugh smugly.

"What a needy thing you are~! Always begging for more like a fucking bitch~! You’d better fucking hope you can handle it then~!"

He only screamed as the pleasure grew again, bolts of energy physically leaving his form and arcing all over his body, the electricity surging into his clothes as new specifications were coded in.

Large chunks of fabric were torn away, shocked into oblivion as the majority of his shirt faded, exposing Juri's perfect body, George drooling at the sight of the perfectly sculpted muscle paired with soft, alluring flesh. Seeing them in reality made his cock harder than ever, throbbing eagerly for more, his brain fully drowning in the addiction.

What remained of her clothes split into eight straps and some loose white fabric, covering her nipples and not much else, a spider pattern forming on her back as the straps spread across her. The familiar feeling sent another crack spreading through his already fragile psyche, foreign, seductive thoughts breaking through as more of him submitted to Juri, the invading essence tempting him with promises of greater pleasure for his submission.

"Ha! That's all a sub like you is good for! Just submit! Let me take you over forever! You know you want to~."

He whimpered in agreement, his twitching fingers wrapped with pink gloves and spiked collars, a matching one appearing around his neck, his trousers improved soon after, the material becoming baggy as they reformed into sweatpants. His legs didn't feel right in them, Juri's perfection just begging to be spread into the unfitting limbs as they shivered from bliss.

He shivered, the hard shoes reduced to foot wraps that forcibly crushed his masculine feet, his clothes fully converted into the leaked outfit he loved so much.

"God yessssssssssssssssssssssss~!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk please~! C-change me moreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I FUCKING NEED TO BE JURIIIIIIII~!!!!!!!! I NEED IT SO BADDDDDDDDDDDDDDD~!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

With his clothes changed, the transformation resumed targeting his unfitting body, his brain submitting over and over as the rushes of dopamine clouded logical judgement, his needs and wants buried under the spreading thoughts of Juri's corruption. His own desires were irrelevant, submission all he wanted now, to be fully converted into the girl he adored.

George offered no resistance, screaming as harsh pain burnt through his pelvis, the pressure building and building until an impatient flex of his leg sent his hips breaking apart in a sudden explosion of pleasure.

CRACK

"GAH~! FUCK YES~! OH YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS MOREEEEEEEEEEEEE~!!!!!!!!"

Both voices were screaming at once, crying out in pure bliss and satisfaction as his hips broke, their old plainness destroyed and reformed into an alluring, beautiful wideness that only added to the growing perfect feminine frame. They strained against the new sweatpants, filling them out perfectly as his vision spun, his mind cracking as more of Juri broke free from his identity.

It made his thoughts burn, the same feeling spreading to his thighs before bursting all at once, plump fat rushing inside as they violently surged outwards. It put the pleasure in his chest to shame, matching and surpassing even that wonderful pleasure as the fat sent them surging larger and larger.

They blossomed into the softest cushions he could imagine, the massive pillows nestling against his shaft and crushing it for all its worth. It was too fucking tight, but that only made it better, his thighs just as perfect as the rest of his flawless form. Juri certainly agreed, a smirk filling his features as she made sure to press them together as tight as she could, her hand lowering towards her ass as George eagerly awaited for his body to gain a matching set of feminine appeal.

He didn't need to wait long, the boy finding more squeals torn from his throat as soon as her hand made contact with his rear, the squeeze only prompting fat to rush behind it. Mass wouldn't stop rushing into it, her hands squeezing only coaxing his ass to grow even more, matching the size of his thighs in seconds before even surpassing it slightly.

It felt wonderful, the sheer size making it jiggle with his slightest movement, his mind feeling less like his own with every moment. Juri was overwhelming it, crushing him and making him the minority, something George found he had no objections towards as his mind grew closer to collapse.

It was all converging onto his cock, bolts of electricity striking it with shocks of painful pleasure, his orgasms messy and violent as he was forced to empty his balls of their contents. His toes twitched and flexed, each burst of the sensations going directly though his legs, his lacking muscle soon getting a Juri update.

"YES~! FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK THE POWER~! I NEED MORE FUCKING POWER~! YESYESYESYESYESSSSSSSSSSSSSS~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GIVE ME ALL THE STRENGTH I NEED TO BLOW THIS FUCKING DICKLESS VIRGIN’S MIND~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

He kicked at the table, the sudden surges making his legs move without his input, the muscle bulging with newfound strength, swelling and expanding with dominant strength, while they lengthened, adding on height to make up for the height lost from his spine's collapse.

It was clear from a look just how strong they were, especially the amount of training and experience that had gone into them to make them as powerful as they were. His feet were similarly changed, cracking down into smaller but far stronger forms, his toenails topped with blue as only his erect manhood remained.

George knew it was on the way out though, shaking with each bolt of euphoria that struck his shaft, his manhood drawing them towards it like a lightning rod. Every one that hit was a blow to his mind, spreading wide cracks in the fragile thoughts as Juri took more and more control.

Every eager scream of delight was hers now, the movements all Juri as the boy was reduced to an annoying itch at the back of her mind that just needed to go away already. Strike after strike rammed into her manhood, her eyes widening in sadistic delight as the force of the shocks sent more of it hammering inwards.

It chiselled away at her former self, breaking him apart bit by bit as her energy spread like a spider's legs, trapping him in its web of corruption. He couldn't fight it, accepting her was the only choice, Juri helping it along with her thighs, the hard shaft unable to resist the temptations of womanhood, his brain cracking apart as he screamed in pure bliss.

She was blowing his mind into nothingness, shaking and shivering from bliss against the table, falling back into her chair as her ass squished against it. Juri gasped and shook, her eyes focusing as she cried out happily.

"Time to give in now you worthless shit!"

Her thighs were smashing together without end, each movement costing another chunk's collapse, a tiny nub soon the only thing remaining, a slight trace of resistance briefly trying to fight back, the last trace of George desperately trying to take his life back from the obsession.

"HA! Did you really think that would work? Don't make me fucking laugh! Fuck this! I don't give a crap if you want to give in or not! I’LL JUST CRUSH YOU MYSELF!"

She snarled in fury, slamming her fist into his cock, the pain bringing forth her last male orgasm as the entire thing crushed into her pussy. It destroyed everything that remained of George, his mind breaking from the pure sensations, Juri fully coming into existence with a sadistic scream of joy.

Juri came, squealing in smug bliss as the last orgasm of her cock led directly into her first one as a woman, her fluids spraying all over her sweatpants as she rode the pleasurable tides, loving every second. There was no question she was in control now, a smile forming as she laughed sadistically.

"Ugh, I thought that shit would never give in. He really didn't know when to quit, did he? He was only good for being dominated into submission anyways. And breaking his mind so I could use my body~."

She lay back on the chair, putting a foot up and resting her head against her hand, the possibilities racing though her mind of what she could do in this world that was so lacking in restrictions. It was making her giddy just thinking about it, her smile only growing wider as she imagined all the weaklings she could break, the battles with them, and them trying to hide just how utterly obsessed they were with her dominant sexiness~.

"Oh yes~. I'm going to have so much fun here~."

She laughed to herself, already very much looking forward to the coming days ahead.


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