[Draft] Sexy and I Know it (Rias TG Comm) (Patreon)

Ashley groaned as he woke up from his bed, his body feeling heavy with the morning grog. He hasn't done much the night before, but whenever he first woke up, he couldn't help but feel as if he had went out partying the night before.

He looked at his phone and seeing the date reminded him that it was his birthday. He didn’t have much in terms of plans today. A quick meal with his family. Him and his friends would be celebrating it at a later date.

On his phone he noticed that had several messages, but one of them caught his attention more then the others. It was one from one of his discord friends and a fellow writer. His friend said that he would be starting today and he grinned a little in excitement. He had been waiting for this and was happy to see that he could finally start. For a time he was worried that he wouldn’t be able to start till after his birthday.

The young man wondered if there was anything else that he would like to add to the story now that he was starting. For the most part, he gave him control on how the story would be shaped, but he would help guide him on the way or leave hints of what he wanted. He was easy to work with and it wasn’t the first time that he had gone to him for a commission. The first thing that came to him was the breasts. He shot him a quick message saying what he had in mind and hoped that he would be able to do it.

He had wanted to get a special gift for himself and had contacted a few writers that he liked to set up stories for him. He had considered who he wanted to do with which character. It was fun wondering who he could turn into and what it would be like. Some of those fantasies he had before he drifted off to sleep only served to have been more fuel to the fire.

He was happy that he would get to see the story come to life and be there every step of the way as progress was made. It made him feel a little more confident about the whole process and what it would be like. He would see how far he had come by the end of the day. Before he began, he helped his friend every step of the way and figure out the start of the story. In Kyle’s words that had always been the hardest part of the story and he was helpful for any guidance that he could get.

Though from what he had said online he would try to finish it as quickly as possible, at least the draft of it. Though from what he had told he hadn’t managed to finish anything like what he had done in one day. He didn’t mind so much, as long as he gave his all to the story. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind that it would be good and he would rather it be nice than a rushed mess. Still, the fact he was willing to push himself so hard was something that he was happy to see.

After some time, Ashley finally felt the energy he needed to go through and start the day. He got out of his bed and went to get himself some coffee. He would need something to help get him through the day. If he didn’t get it soon he was just as likely to go back to bed and then he would be thrown out of whack.

He would do what he need to get everything done and then check and see the progress that his friend had made on the story. It might not be that far in, but it would certainly give him a better idea of what was going and to expect, even if they have discussed the start.

The young man pondered what he should have for breakfast. There was some leftover stuff he could have or save for later like when he went out to volunteer. Both sounded tempting, especially since it was a rib and chicken dinner. The young man shrugged and decided to eat whatever he saw first.

As he went through his morning routine, he felt a second surge of energy go through him that made him move with a pep in his step. He felt revitalized as if he had a couple cups of coffee in one shot with a whole thing of sugar.

He moved around the house thinking of everything that he needed to do and get done before the was over. He would need to work on some writing, and also catch up on some anime that he needs to watch. He had been enjoying his latest watch, even if parts made him reel for a moment more out of shock or anything. Still, it was proving to be an interesting show.

As he relaxed on the couch and started the show his head felt off. The soft comforting pillows that he felt were almost soothing.

Unknown to the young man the more he relaxed onto the pillow, the more his hair morphed. It slowly but steadily grew longer. Small bits of his hair entered his vision and he blinked. He had always kept his hair short, and it was usually out of his eyes, but now if he looked up he could see it with ease. He had a haircut not too long ago so it shouldn’t have grown this fast. His hair continued to come down and enter his vision, making him frown and gulp, a spike of fear entering his gut.

There were slight bits of red in his brown hair as if a colored light was on his head. His eyes weren’t lying to him. For some reason, some of his hair was a bright red. He pulled out his phone and put on the camera so that he could see his reflection. He jumped when he saw that he had auburn hair that was continuing to get brighter as if he was using a filter as it got longer. It continued to grow longer at an insane rate and he gulped as he wondered what he should do.

He grabbed the now immensely long strands of hair and shuddered, a part of him marveling at how soft they were. If the change hadn't been so sudden and terrifying then he might have found himself admiring the beautiful locks of hair. This shade of red hair was mystifying and the brightness of it inhuman.

The young man noticed that there was something off about his chest. There was a slight puffiness on his chest that unnerved him. He had never been the most athletic of men, but even so, it seemed like it was even puffier. He pressed down and shuddered as a bolt went through his body as if he had roughly poked it rather than gently pushed it. He touched it and flinched as if he had just been zapped. He prodded his chest again and it felt softer, more sensitive. There was something...arousing about it. The best comparison he could think of was when he was seeing something pleasantly sexy and blood was rushing down below.

“What the….how?” Ashley muttered fearfully. “What's going on with my body?”

The only thing he could think of was that he was having some sort of allergic reaction, but he didn’t have any allergies that he was aware. Especially ones that could get this sort of reaction. Still, that shouldn’t have the effect on his hair that it did, and his chest.

The young man noticed that the hair on his arms was gone. He looked the rest of his body over and saw that there wasn’t any on his body. His chest, his legs, and everywhere else he looked which had a decent amount of hair on his body was gone. Ashley ran his hand over his transformed body and shuddered at the changed flesh. His skin was softer and smoother than his mother’s. Even though he knew that he should be freaking out, there was something appealing about the change in his skin.

He forced those thoughts aside as he noticed something was off about his chest, specifically his nipples. They were pert and erect. They looked larger than they did just a short while ago, maybe even twice their size. The young man gulped not sure what to think about the change. He had never paid them much thought before since there wasn’t much they could do, but the change in size was plain to see. The young gulped wondering what was going and what would happen next.

“What is happening to me?” Ashley wondered aloud, a moan getting out of his mouth, despite his efforts to keep it down.

He looked at his hands and noticed the nails that he basically trimmed and cared for without much thought were neater. Ashley blinked and saw that they looked a little thinner for a moment and for a moment thought that his hands looked off. He blinked and shook his head as he raised them, wondering if what he thought was happening. To his horror, his hands were shrinking and getting more feminine. The calluses on his fingers and the palm of his hands got smaller as they did as well. When the changes to them stopped they were soft, delicate, and looked out of place compared to his masculine body.

However, the changes didn’t stop here, whatever was happening to him, continued up the rest of his arms. They got thinner and yet they seemed to harden as if they were being refined. The flab that he had on them seemingly getting turned into muscle. He curled his arm and flexed. His arm seemed to pop and he pressed his finger into the limb and his finger didn't go into the limb as they would have before the changes started. His arms looked off on his body and made him seem even larger than he already was despite, his arms looking like they were off. His biceps hardened and he breathed out at they changed. Just like with his lower arms he pushed his fingers in as they finished becoming defined balls of muscle. A light pop came from his shoulders as they narrowd, completing the change to his now feminine arms.

Ashley sighed and looked down on his chest, wondering how they looked now and frowned. Again the mounds on his chest looked larger and he wasn't sure what to make of them. It was almost as if they were an indication of how far the transformation was going. He prodded them and noticed that there was a slight bit of a cushion there as if he had put some tissues down there. He could see the slightest hint of something more being there and wasn’t sure at all how to feel about it. It was almost as if they were connected to what was happening to him.

The young man searched his pockets wondering where his phone was. After all that was happening, he clearly needed to go to the hospital or something. Despite how good it looked at the moment, that didn’t mean it was a good thing. There was no way that this was natural and he had no idea what would happen to him as it progresses. He wasn’t eager to find out.

“Dang it,” Ashley cursed and remembered that his cell was in his bedroom still.

Ashley took a step to run to his room, but then tripped and fell onto the floor, almost hitting his head on the coffee table that was there. The young man breathed out, his legs feeling strange and making him breathe. He looked down and kicked off the shoes that he wore. The young man blinked when he saw smaller feet than what he was used to seeing down there. A faint crackling sound came from them as if he had just stretched them and moved around.

As quickly as it came the feeling past as it continued up his legs and Ashley watched as they did, trying to keep his breathing under control, the panic that he had farther away than it should be. There was something almost pleasant about it as it continued that soothed his worried mind, like when one was lounging around and listening to some soft music. It was almost pleasing to watch as his leg hardened and got the same treatment, the flabby bits of his calves tightening as if he was performing an intense workout.

The young man gulped as the transformation reached his thighs and at first the two highest points of his legs tightened, only to blow up seconds later. Ashley squealed as they continued to get larger. His developing lower body strained his pants and he gulped. He prodded his thighs and marveled at the strong cushion that was there. They were tighter than before as if he had gone through great exercises to get them like this. His thighs rubbed the sides of his manhood and he shuddered. They were so nice and soft that he could feel his blood

“Just how big are they going to get?” Ashley commented as he kept staring at them as if they were a pair of bombs.

When they finished they looked larger and yet more refined than they did before. There was a strong tone that was there now. The young man observed his legs in their entirety, which were now long sexy womanly legs. It was as if his limbs had been replaced just like his arms had been. The young man wondered if he would be able to stand without issue. He didn’t have any trouble with his morphed arms, but they didn’t keep his body up.

“Let’s take it slow,” Ashley muttered as the young man slowly moved to stand up, leaning against the coffee table to support himself but stopped when his upperbody jiggled. The mounds that he had on his chest were even bigger than before and now looked to be the size of apples if he had to guess. They brushed against the table and he shuddered in aroused glee. He squeezed one of them and moaned lustfully, his legs shuddering as a smile blossomed. Ashley pulled his hand away, still smiling at how good it felt.  It was so strange but so strong and felt good that he couldn’t help but want to do it again.

The young man looked down at his legs and went to to tryand stand up, feeling more confident about how it would go. To his relief, he didn’t feel any strain on his body from doing so. He had no idea what he would have done if he couldn’t walk on his own.

Still, he needed to call the hospital or something, despite how it didn’t seem to be hurting him, this needed to be solved. Just because it seemed nice, didn’t mean that something might happen to him later. Though maybe he didn’t need to go do it immediately. It didn’t feel bad and he was still able to move freely.

The young man stopped when he noticed the slight ripple of his gut when he walked. Ashley looked down and compared it to the rest of his now feminine-looking body. With the thinner arms and legs, except his thighs it made the masculine portions of his body look larger. Now it looked like that he had a giant beer gut instead of a normal one. He gulped, hating the damn thing.

A gurgle came from his stomach and his breath hitched. He didn’t breathe and watched it intently, his fingers curling in his pants as he watched, wondering how long it would be before the next part of the transformation started.

Ashley’s jaw dropped as he watched soundlessly as the gut that he had shrink and get smaller as if it was a balloon being deflated. Everything that he might have thought or said about the situation went out the window as it did. As it got smaller it hardened as if all of the fat that he had there was converted into muscle. His toes curled and he moved his body a little to see how different the bounce of it was. Soon it had become a perfectly flat smooth stomach. Even though there didn’t seem to be anything physical there like a pair of abs, he could tell that it was stronger than his own had ever been.

The man prodded his gut, not sure what to think about it. A part of him was horrified by such a drastic change to his figure, but another part wasn’t. The change was still terrifying, but there was something marvelous. His stomach had always been a bit of a sore topic for him. No matter what he had tried he just couldn't get it smaller. Now though, now that it was a part of him was joyous and relieved that it was gone as if it was a big black mark. It didn't care about what was happening to him, just that it was.

The young man pulled his hands away and noticed that again there was more cushion on his upper body as if more cotton had been shoved down his shirt.

Ashley’s waist thinned and got smaller, making him freeze again as if he was watching what happened to his gut all over. Ashley placed his hands on his sides and traced them, again a familiar surge went through him that made him stand up straighter and fill him with pride. Even though no man should have such a slender waist. It looked so wrong with the masculinity that he did have. Yet the par that he didn’t hate wasn’t the slender feminine parts, but what masculinity that he had left on him. It was strange that he

Ashley shook those thoughts away and noticed the greater weight that rested on his body. He looked down and inspected his body. Again his chest and gained a little more puffiness and again he prodded it. He was my same reaction as a spark of energy went through his body that made him feel alive. The young man breathed wondering what he should do or even if there was anything that he could do. This whole situation was insane. It was like something that he would read about online.

The young man tried to think of what could have caused this no matter how small it was, but couldn’t think what might be the cause of his predicament. There wasn’t any statue, person, or anything at all that he could recall that might have been the root of it all. If he had a little more then he might be able to figure out what was happening to him.

“Ahhh!” Ashley cried as a sudden sharp pain went through his lower body that made him shiver as if he had just been stuck. Instead of pain though he felt relief. He looked down and noticed that his hips were a little wider than they had been before. It was like it was one big strained muscle that had been taught and stressed had finally managed to gain some release. They continued to push out wider against his body and he breathed out as the changes continued, not sure what to make of it. Ashley brought his hands down and rubbed them, and another moan left him and he closed his eyes, imagining that it was a lover doing so.

He continued to massage them and find comfort in them as if they would make him feel better about everything that would happen to him. He breathed out and did, unable to bring himself to stop. There was something comforting about it. It was almost pleasing, arousing. It was by no means like when played with himself, but it was certainly nice in a way. When they finally stopped growing he felt a little disappointed that it had been as if he just been cheated out and couldn’t get the full release that he wanted. He rolled his hips and felt a sway from his flat ass that he hadn’t felt in a long time. That didn’t matter though with how the rest of his body felt.

The huge hips that he had now would have no place on the old body that he had, but he didn’t mind them. They felt natural, welcoming, and even better. He rolled them and could feel a sway in them that further relaxed what was happening to them. Despite how good and happy he was, he knew that he needed to focus and try to figure out what was wrong with him.

Ashley put all the pieces that he had gleaned about what had happened and changed. The slimness of his arms, the bloated thighs that he had, the slim stomach. There was only one type of figure that had this, and one that he never would have gotten so quickly. The body that he had currently even if there was still masculine parts made it clear what he was turning into. It was insane, nothing more than what should happen in a story, and yet it was happening.

The transitioning boy cooed as a fresh heat hit face that made it brighten like a stoplight. His lips felt like something being over them like chapped sick. It was strange, and he instinctively sucked on his bloating lips. A low popping noise came from his lips that sounded so seductive and sexy that it would have had others stare in shock. A low dull crunch came from his nose and he twitched as if he was about to sneeze. A sudden burn in his eyes as if he had gotten soap in them.

Ashley wondered what he looked like now, more curious than anything. He went over to the nearest reflective surface and the young man yelped in shock at the face staring back at him. Long gone was the mug that he was used to seeing and in its place was that of a beautiful young woman. He touched his face, a mix of feelings going through him. He had never been the most handsome-looking man, but he wasn’t ugly. Now though with the beautiful face that he had now, he couldn’t help but feel that it had been. Being so beautiful even if it was a woman’s face felt so good. It felt good. Pride welled within him the more he looked at his face. As if it was something that he should be proud of rather than be horrified or worried about.

“This doesn’t seem so bad,” Ashley muttered to himself, wondering what the next part of the transformation would be like. Considering he was still a human being and able to do what he wanted that was more than he could have expected and could have hoped. If it stayed like this then he didn’t have anything to worry about did he? If it wasn’t painful then he could just let himself enjoy it and worry about it later right? The doctors could figure it out later.

A sudden rush hit him down below as if he just had an adrenaline rush down below. He groaned and brushed his hand against his manhood, and breathed out. It was pleasing, just like when he found release after spying on something sexy in a movie or anime. Despite what might be said about him, he wasn’t stupid and knew what would be happening to him in the next few minutes. Though head some reservations about what would happen to him.

“Please don’t hurt,” Ashley remarked as he stared at the proud lump that formed from his pants. He breathed a bit heavier and felt a little stronger, hotter. Excitement welled in his core, and he wondered how long it would be before the changes start. It couldn’t be long, before it finished,

Suddenly the masculinity that he had got smaller and shrunk. The transitioning young man tried to keep his breathing at a steady pace, but it was getting harder the hotter he felt. He grinned and licked his lips, wondering what it would be like when the change fully came through. He gasped as he could feel his balls brush against his thighs. It was as if someone was fondling down below as someone stroked his wood. It was the best that he had felt in a long time, and he didn’t want it to stop.

Suddenly it stopped making Ashley blink. He pulled the front of his pants and saw the last bit of shaft stop as if it was stuck or waiting for something to happen. The tip of the head rested and Ashley pressed down in it. The tip of what was his dick entered his body without issue, making him groan as a wet slurp filled the room as a new hole formed, opened and ready for use. She bit her lip and stopped herself, the new young woman wanted to put her fingers in her new hole, but she restrained herself. She was sure that there would be more to come, especially since she was missing a pair of things.

Ashley gasped as her ass suddenly felt like someone had slipped their hands between her cheeks and started to caress them. The young woman looked over her shoulder and grinned in anticipation. She licked her lips hungrily, excited beyond measure about what was about to happen to her.

“Ahhh!” The young woman cried as her butt swelled.

Ashley smiled happily as she looked at her rear end. It pushed out the back of her pants and made her excitement grew. She sashayed her hips and could feel a growing jiggle that was there, enticing her on as if it was a siren’s call. It was just like her breasts. There was something liberating about their growth, something pleasant that she couldn’t help but love. She wanted no, needed her ass to be fondled and explored more.

The young woman held her and ass closed her eyes allowing her fantasies to take over and imagine what was happening to her now. The first thought that she had was some nice strapping young man placing her hands on her rear and massaging it. She placed her hands on her buttocks and grinned at the tight cushion that was there. The building flesh filled her hands and made her feel so alive as if she was pleasing herself for the first time. She wished there was someone here to play with her behind. She was sure that they would make her feel more alive than she had ever been.

The new young woman looked at her rear and preened. She knew that her bottom had become so large and massive that with her hips there was no way that she would never be able to stuff her lower body in any of her pants. It was more likely that they would rip and tear in the attempt than anything else. Not that she was complaining mind you. The image was one that turned her on even more then she already was.

She giggled naughtily as she slapped herself on the ass. Arousal shot through her body like a gunshot and she couldn’t help but do it again. She swayed her hips and her glee rose as the pleasure went through her body.

Ashely watched as her chest ballooned out and gained another cup size and jiggled them. Again the weight pulled on her body and she needed a moment to adapt to the change. Thankfully her breasts hadn’t inflated in a moment as if they were airbags and she was able to gain a better understanding of how to move with them and adjust. If she had gotten these puppies and one single going she was sure she would topple over as if someone had tripped her. They stopped growing and the young woman knew that they had become an immense F-cup the rivaled the watermelons that she had bought at the store. She cupped her new girls in her hands and moaned in aroused glee.

The young woman went to the mirror and smiled. She was a real-life version of Rias Gremory. No matter how she moved she felt a noticeable jiggle, even though she was wrapped up in such an ugly tight torn outfit like that that left little of her body to imagine. The frayed shirt that she wore was simply disgusting and did nothing for her, especially with the destroyed pants that she had.

A thought occurred to her about the magical powers that Rias had and wondered if they would work. She raised her hand hesitantly and imagined herself wrapped in a bunny suit that would fit her dynamite body. A circle appeared and as one her clothes morphed and merged together. Her pants thinned and became tight stockings. Matching heels appeared on her feet that made her stand taller. A pair of black bunny ears formed on her head as a large cut appeared in the front of her shirt and it became a tight black leotard that struggled to hold her boobs. The redhead jumped gleefuly, feeling great about herself. If this was what Rias felt like with her body then it made a bit more sense why she acted the way she did.

Now that she thought about, she wondered if she could find her friend. She summoned her magic again and tried to find him, hoping the connection would be enough. A small migraine came like someone pushing their finger on her head. Information rushed forward and the young woman knew immediately where he was and she licked her lips. It was only fitting that she went to him on this special day and thanked him, especially since she now was the one he was supposed to make a story for.

Victory went through her body as she summoned another magic circle, its power coursing through her as a teleported jer to her destination. She didn’t know what to expect but didn’t care. Right now her friend was the one that she trusted the most and was sure that he would be able to help deal with what was going on with her.

She wound up in a nice house, in what seemed to be the living room. She looked around, getting a feel for the place. It reminded her of her own home with the homey feeling that it had. A part of it had to be because her buddy was here. She knew on some level she should be a little nervous but instead, she was filled with confidence that she didn’t have before. Besides even if he did turn out to be a bit of a creep, she was sure that she would be able to handle him. After all, she had magic powers now.

She knew that she was in another country, in another city, but wasn’t at all bothered. She knew that it would take just a moment for her to head back home with another magic circle.

Footsteps caught her attention and she licked her lips, wondering how he would react to the devilish beauty that she was.

She saw him enter the room and he jumped when he saw which made her giggle. It might seem a little mean, but she couldn’t help but think about how cute he looked all startled like that. She wondered if this was what it was like for the real Rias when she was with Issei.

“R-rias?” her friend questioned.

“I can’t say that you’re wrong, but I’m not her, though feel free to call me that if you want,” Rias giggled as she stepped closer to him.

“Wait what? What do you mean?” he questioned and took a step back

“Oh, you would know me better by the name I used online. We do RP and talk quite a bit. I’m still waiting for your response in our latest RP.”

“...Ashley?” Kyle said, the name that he had commonly seen his friend use when he wanted a story done featuring himself.

The young smiled as she hummed happily, as if she was hearing a familiar song that she liked.

“Oh yeah, but maybe not for now. I wanted to stop by after this happened because you were working on a Rias story. I’m sure I can give you an in-depth idea of my body after all and help make it even better,” Rias giggled.

Before Kyle could say anything in return she slammed his lips on his lips. She pulled him as close as she could, her immense mammaries rubbing against his chest, and her crotch against his hard member. She forced him onto the bed, breasts, gently pressing on his face. The flustered young man stood still as if he was a possum playing dead. It only made her laugh harder.

“Now then why don’t we have some fun,” Rias said naughtily as she licked her lips. “I’m sure that after a few rounds you would have a more then enough idea of how to make a Rias story and some good lemons.”