Growing to Like it (Patreon)

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You’ve heard of the EXR program before, but you never thought you’d find yourself actually having to use it. Well, it’s not like you chose to exactly. You never believed it existed and thought those poke-people were due to some people’s weird sexual fantasies instead of a magical life saving procedure. But after being swept under the waters of the ocean by a stray current, it was determined it would be the only way to bring you back. Since it’s such an expensive and rare process, they could only afford to merge you with whatever pokemon they had on deck, which happened to be a plain old Eevee. A female one, to be precise.

You’re rather confused when you come to. The last thing you remembered was a sudden loss of control and then darkness. The actual struggling and where the event happened lost due to the lack of oxygen. The doctors around you seem very excited that you’re awake though. “Congratulations, you’ve been brought back from the dead!” One of the doctors say joyfully. “With a bit of medical magic of course.” Another chimes in. “It’s just EXR.” Yet another butts in, sounding rather unamused. He continues, “We couldn’t get an ideal selection for your body type. We figured you couldn’t afford a choice so we used whatever we had on deck. It won’t cost you much, but there’s not really such a thing as using EXR twice. So I hope you’ll be able to adjust.” You’re a bit confused as to what he means, especially after waking up from a drowning induced coma. But when you slowly sit up, you quickly figure out what they’re talking about.

They were nice enough to put some of your old, now oversized clothes on for you. But that doesn’t distract from your entire body being covered in brown and cream fur. “Whuh… what? What… am I?” You mutter, still trying to gain your footing in the world again. “An Eevee human hybrid. Unfortunately we had to use a female one to merge with you. Your male parts did not prevail in the merge.” The serious sounding doctor informs you. The information goes in one ear and out the other, the only thing you really hear is ‘Eevee’ and ‘Female’. The first thing you do upon hearing this is grab at your crotch, and to no surprise, it’s flat where your dick should be. With a pair of puffy lips a few inches below. “It was all we could do, given you didn’t want to live in debt for the rest of your life.” One of the peppy doctors tells you. He’s right, it could be worse, not much worse. But it could be. Best you can do is come back to your senses fully and get out of here.

They call you an uber, rather unprofessional, but it works. You’re about as shy as a person can be and don’t even speak a word to the driver. You unlock your door and walk right into your apartment, just as you left it. Besides one thing, it feels hot, uncomfortably hot. You check that your heater is off, and it is in fact off. This is strange for how it was a little chilly outside, but you just strip off what you’ve got on to deal with it. The heat keeps growing though, focused around your crotch. Being a pokemon, it’s clear that you’re in heat. But immediately after getting home, really? Of course, it doesn’t just stop at that. On top of being hot, you also feel like certain parts of your body are getting rather swollen.

What would be useful in the context of being in heat and mating? Your breasts and ass. You were thankful on your way back that you weren’t overly endowed, but that seems to be changing now. Your breaths become heavy, each one making your chest heave and grow. Your ass additionally is gaining mass at a rapid pace, your hips making sure to keep up in their growth as well. Your tits swell up quickly, but your butt seems to be gaining significantly faster. Not to mention the added sensitivity to make it easier to dumb your brain down into only wanting to be bred. While your breasts have stopped, your rear is still going, plumping up your thighs and ass while your pussy gushes its fluids between said thighs. By now, your body is irresistible, to humans, pokemon-human hybrids, and even yourself. Looking at yourself in the mirror makes your crotch burn even hotter, desiring more than anything. It seems like all you can do for now is play with yourself, but who knows who might come by…