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Tina tried to tug her tiny skirt down but could only huff as it showed off more of her abs, the thing was pretty much a belt. While the petite eighteen year old had pulled off crazy outfits in her normal “i’m-in-college-now-rebellion” there was just something about rocking it at work that felt very awkward. It was bad enough Tina’s height and build made everyone assume she was younger, and she was on track for being a thirty year old woman who would still be carded one day, but she had hoped working at Breast Buy would allow her to pull off a more… developed feel. And yet-

“And...no boobs.” she fiddled with her crop top that lay mostly flat on her chest. Who comes to work at a store to fix what puberty cheated you on and gets one of the two jobs where the transformations leaned to anything BUT giant curves. How could she have put on a costume for Tifa Lockheart and not gotten video game bazongas! And on a pre-order day, for Final Fantasy B.E.Make.. her customers were going to get a Tifa with no Bazongas. She looked at the empty box of TF-Materia that formed the costume, had she mixed them wrong? Why couldn’t the Materia be one per character. Sometimes the marketers who worked with Breast Buy just made her shake her -

“Gah! Who put this cardboard wall blocking the bathrooms! This is not to the MamaPlanagram. Just suck it in Jessie you can get through. One… Two… Three” FWOMP! The “skimpy-dressed Tifa” brunette watched as her ginger headed, voluptuous manager flopped forward from behind the promotion cardboard stand and down onto the ground. Jessie, the floor manager, swept a red curl out of her face and reached for the giant plastic Bustier Sword to help her stand, and that’s when Tina saw it. Jessie’s hair had been turned to blonde spikes in all but two red curls that bounced and swayed in front of her face. Her clothing was a mix of anime armor and military attire, including her baggy pants, thick boots and a stretchy sleeveless top. That last part, was now pulled tight to just short of see through, holding back what more than likely were supposed to be the Tifa tits. Jess was now the bustiest Cloud Strife the world would probably ever know outside of modded games. “Okay, I can’t believe I’m doing this but here I am.. Though I think it’s malfunctioning-” the fem Cloud’s eyes wandered down to her bust. “For reasons”

“Um… I think you look great” Tina tried to remain positive, only internally grumbling that her manager, who was already a very busty woman, now had air-ship cannon sized breasts with the costume TF effect layered on top. Gosh they were bigger than her head. Tina looked down at her own chest and then back to Jessie’s. “But wasn’t Travis supposed to be Cloud.”

“One, I have no Idea where Travis is and I’m going to have to talk to him about being on time for shifts when I see him, and two, everything in the box you gave me was in japanese. I may know the characters well but I can not tell what a chart of color coded costumes in a ball are when it’s using japanese Kanji to explain, if that even is Kanji. I was never as “weeb” as I should have been back in my anime binging youth”

“I guess you’re fillin’ in for him...you know the game then?” Tina took the box from Jessie and set it down behind the display.

“Tina, I was playing this series before you were born. Hell I was online yesterday in debates on whether this thing is going to do it right.” Outside, the store had accumulated quite the line for people wanting to pre-order in store just for a special bonus. Hearing the commotion of young and old gamers alike Jessie stretched her back, her giant video game tits looking forward, boulders that would game over Lara Croft. “Shall we press play and get this thing rolling.” She went to put her hand on the sword as Tina kept blushing, even as she took on a fighter pose. “Okay… what’s the issue. I dressed up for the pre-order sales like you asked.”

Tina looked at the line of customers coming in and then back at Jessie’s breasts. Gamers, some gamers anyway, could be the most obnoxious debaters on the planet, something that when Jessie brought up debating on line got Tina a little nervous about their presentation. “Well yeah… but with you “filling in” for travis-” she motioned to Jessie’s curves, “and Tifa with no curves” she motioned at her own body, “Cloud Genderswapped? I feel we may have some… issues with some of our purist gamers.”

Jessie’s eyes rolled sideways to the vast line of gamers gawking at her chest, and then back to Tina. “Yeah… I’m sure they’ll find some way to get over it” Jessie was more preoccupied about if her new enlargements would come off when the costume wore off or if she would have to use the downsizer. “Besides, they are mostly here for the pre-order extra. Speaking of, you have the eggs right?”

Fudge! Jessie didn’t have the chocobo eggs? “W-what me? I thought you had them.” Tina looked at the line of men, women and teens. Fifty Strong and growing. “Crap! I’ll be right back!” Tina dashed leaving the Cloud overflowing with Mamteria to calm the crowds. She checked the warehouse and the office and there wasn’t an egg to be seen. “No no no! If I don’t find the pre-order bonus I’m going to be in such deep shi-”

WARK!

Tina froze mid step as a giant squawk rang from the men’s bathroom. It wasn’t a sound a human could make, and as much as she needed to find the eggs she couldn’t help but knock and slowly open the door. “Hello, are there any customers in here?” She timidly pushed the door open further but there wasn’t an answer, just a little shuffling and… was that a rustling of feathers? “Hello?” Tina peaked in her head seeing nothing out of the ordinary, well minus a giant yellow feather on the ground next to… oh my, from under the bathroom stall Tina saw giant three toed bird feet. How the heck had a giant bird gotten in the- “Holy shit Travis is that you?” 

From above the stall wall slowly peaked the giant beaky face of a yellow feathered chocobo. “Kweh…”

Tina looked behind her to make sure noone was coming and entered all the way into the bathroom, walking swiftly to the open stall. It looked like Travis had tried to close the door but the stall was no better as concealing his new height and swollen bird belly than the ripped Breast Buy uniform that his new bird body bubbled out of. “You put on a Chocobo costume?” She said with a giggle

“Kweh Kweh!” The sales associate turned Chocobo tried to cross his wings in indignation but found it tricky to do.

“Right... an accident… So now I have a giant busty Cloud Jess, and a plump Chocobo Travis.. You better give me a ride later.”

“WARK!” he huffed.

“No I won’t take it back, you are plump enough to feed a small village for thanksgiving.” She snickered as he rolled his eyes at her. “Oh snap you found the pre-order eggs!” Tina jumped for joy seeing three of the pre-order eggs down by his feet. “Where are the rest?” she asked as she collected them. Travis’ beaky yellow face blushed with embarrassment as his wings slowly covered his belly. “Oh wait… you didn’t find these. You made them?!” He clucked at her in response holding his rounded feathered gut as his face got more and more flustered. “ No I can’t get the costume off of you, if that’s where the pre-order bonus is coming from you know we can’t get costume TFs off till their process is done.

Travis’ face was growing more and more contorted, his birdy features and mannerisms were squirming and panicked. Finally he pointed out the door, making a  circle with his wing for her to turn around. Tina did, shaking her head in disbelief, trying hard not to laugh at his feminine squeals and panting until after a few minutes a definitive PLOP could be heard. She turned to see Travis stand on wobbling avian legs, his rising plump bird booty revealing a fourth egg. His tongue lolled out and his eyes were glassy, she wasn’t sure if it was from pain… or other sensations. “Look four eggs already, and when everyone has their pre-order baby Chocobo hatchling in an egg I’m sure the costume will come right off.” 

Travis tried to regain his birdy composure as his shrunken belly began to slowly swell. “Kwek Kweh?” He clucked worriedly as he tried to catch his breath.

“Um.. not too many. I think, um… like maybe fifty?”

“WARK?”

“Well yeah, but maybe a few more, um they were still trickling in”

“WARK WAAAARK?!” Travis tried to back further into the stall, slamming his drumstick legs together in defiance.

“Travis.. You think that’s gonna stop the costume from making them? You’re just gonna blimp up with eggs if you hold them in.” Her words hit hard and the worry grew in his eyes like a firework starting a wildfire. “Hey hey” Tina began to stroke him like a pet puppy. “It will be okay birdie, Fifty pluss eggs and you’re back to awesome tough guy manly Travis.” He laid his long neck on her shoulder trying to calm his breaths and ignore how his bird belly was pushing his friend and partner a little further away each breath. “We’ll get you though. Now let's get you out of here big mama and into a nice comfy nest in the break room.” He scowled, but followed her anyway.

“HEY!” Jess pushed open the door, half with her arm, half from her gigantic boobs getting in the way. “Tina you done in here? Customers need it. And, Oh travis. Get out of your uniform, you don’t need to wear it over your costume. Also glad Tina found you.” She entered the men’s room as well. “I hope you know where we get the pre-order eggs from, I just got a call from district and none of them got their costumes or pre-order boxes. The nearest four stores are all sending their pre-order customers here.” Travis’ yellow bird face went as pale as his feathers would allow.

“Kweh???”