[Draft] Padoru Padaru! (Nero TG) (Patreon)

Jory hummed as he browsed the web, seeing if there was anything interesting. He was waiting for his best friend Kyle to arrive. The two of them were going to hang now that he had done his Christmas shopping and made sure to get his shopping done at the best and fastest time possible. It was one of the best times of the year. It was the perfect time of the year, especially to listen to one of his favorite jingles.

The thought of it made him hum and pull it on youtube. He waited eagerly for it come up. The moment the video loaded he smiled. It showed the image of a school and moments later a small chibi Nero walked onto the screen, jumping merrily.

HASHIRE SORI YO

KAZE NO YOU NI

TSUKIMIHARA WO

PADORU PADORU

The young man sighed in content as he listened to the jingle. He restarted the video and played it, setting the video to loop. He waited patiently for it to continue and get the timing right.

“Hashire Sori Yo, Kaze No You Ni, Tsukimihara Wo, Padoru Padaru,” Jory sang as the verse happened again. He couldn’t help it. It was just so cute seeing all of the other different renditions that people had done for so many different characters.

It was just fun. A part of him wondered what it would be like if more people got in on it. Should probably look that up later. He was willing to bet that youtube had something like that on there. Anything could be found on youtube if someone looked deep enough into it.

The hardest part about this at times was choosing which waifu was the one he wanted to use for a symbol. Nero was the classic who started it all, but there were so many girls out there that he loved who had one as well that it might as well have been a war. There were so many people

The video brightened and then suddenly it all went white. It was as if a high powered flashlight had gone off and was focused right in his eyes.

“Ahh,” Jory cried and covered his eyes. His eyes stung and he rubbed them as best he could.

The computer screen was dark as if it had been turned off. He looked down at the power button on the computer and saw that it was still on. Seeing that wasn’t the problem, he looked at the monitor and saw that the power on it was off. He touched the power button on his monitor and the screen came to life again. It looked just as normal as it always did, without any issue. There wasn’t anything on the top of the screen that showed what it was.

“Better to be safe rather then sorry,” Jory muttered and pulled up all the antivirus software that he had on his computer. He had it perform scans of his computer, making sure that there wasn't any unknown virus or something on his computer that could have caused it. The last thing that he needed was something hidden on here collecting all of his data.

“Oh good to hear, maybe it was some weird power surge or something,” Jory muttered. He wasn’t sure if that was what would happen if that was true, but he would take it. At the very least he could be happy that there wasn’t more damage done to it. That would have been a way to have his day ruined, and not to mention somehow having to explain to his parents that his stuff got destroyed like that.

Jory opened another tap so that he could browse the web as the video played, but stopped the moment he would click on one of the stuff that he had bookmarked. For a reason he couldn’t quite say, he felt off as if he had forgotten to do something important. His hands ached and his head thrummed, as if a headache was coming over him. The moment he went back to the video, he felt better and longed in his seat. The urge that he had moments ago was gone.

“Maybe I should just watch this a few more times,” Jory remarked. He could always go back to what he wanted to after he had finished absorbing more of Nero’s wonderful cuteness. It was that time of the year after all.

The video played again and he watched intently the small chibi of Nero move. It was almost as if he was expecting to be tested on it afterward with how intently. With the same ease at last time, he was able to imagine how Nero would have moved in her santa outfit, despite the bag of goodies that she had over her shoulder. The pure glee that she had as he imagined her running to her master to show him the most delightful time possible.

Again the video repeated and this time he couldn’t help himself, but continue to listen to it. He had heard it dozens if not hundreds of time, and yet he couldn’t bring himself to turn away from it. It was nice, relaxing, almost as if he was getting a backrub. There was something almost magical about the video that kept grabbing his attention.

He hummed the jingle again, unable to stop himself. The words going on in his head as if he was saying them aloud. A smile blossomed on his face as he lounged further in his seat. This was the life and one that he wanted to relax to.

Blonde hair appeared in his bright red hair. The redness of his hair slowly shifted and strands of it became a dark coppery as it continued to change. More strands of blonde hair appeared in his head and continued to grow more prominent as if some was giving him an uneven dye job. Jory gasped slightly as coldness from the hair change continues. It was like someone was running cold water through his hair, making him breathe out as the change continued. It was soft and relaxing as if someone was massaging his head. When the last of his red hair was converted by the change he had shiny golden blonde hair that shimmered in the light.

The moment it was done changing color it grew longer. His short mangy head of hair becoming more refined as it gained a brighter shine to it. It tickled his neck and cheeks as it traveled, but he didn’t pay it more than a moment's thought. The longer it grew the more the weight on his death as well. He breathed out, humming the jingle of the song, his hair tickling his cheeks and his chin. He closed his eyes, the growing hair making him imagine that it was a pretty woman that was tracing her face. It traveled down his head, making him shudder as it did. It was as if someone was tickling with how soft it was. A light giggle escaped and he turned his head to the side.

A large strand of hair suddenly propped itself up and curled as if an animal had just licked it. The shoe moved from side to size as the change happened. The moment his hair finished growing it moved and formed into a neat bun that added a refined appearance to him, even if he was only dressed in his pajamas.

When he opened his eyes, he could feel the greater weight of his hair as if someone had been put on his head. He turned his head from side to side and didn’t feel anything slide off, though he did notice the way a piece of it moved.

“Huh what had happened to my hair?” the young man said as his hands brushed against his hair, not sure what to make of the changes. There had to be something going on that he wasn’t sure what could have happened.

The video looped again and as the music began he turned to the front of the screen. He watched the chibi Nero move across the screen and relaxed as he did, easily imagining the one in the anime skipping across the screen in a cute santa outfit. The panic that he had dulled ever so slightly as he watched the screen, waiting for the big moment that he would be waiting for.

“Hashire sori yo,” Jory started right at the same moment that the words did on the screen. “Kaze no you ni. Tsukimihara wo. Padoru Padoru!”

Glee went through him at finishing the small little jingle. It was such a little thing, but it had taken hold of him and brought him so much glee that he couldn’t bring himself to stop even if he wanted. The worry that he had went further away as if the awkwardness that had came over his body from the change was gone.

“Hashire sori yo,” Jory sang again as the words started. “Kaze no you ni. Tsukimihara wo. Padoru Padoru!”

After he sang that again, the skin that he had cleaned and brightened. The hair that he had on his arms dwindled as if someone was taking a razor and going through it. After doing do the traces of hair on his arm vanished as if someone had put wax paper on the limb and then quickly ripped it off. His hairy legs also cleaned up and disappeared, gaming a new life to them.

Jory rubbed his arms, surprised by the sudden softness, but didn’t mind it much. It was nice and relaxing, almost as if he was rubbing soft velvet. Still, he was worried about the change to his skin and hair. For it to happen this fast was just unnatural and something needed to be done.

The image of the chib Nero came on, and all of the worries that he had at the moment went away. He restarted the video and pressed play since he missed the beginning. Right after doing that he went back to lounging in his chair and watched the screen eagerly. Despite the sudden weirdness he wasn’t going to let that stop him from enjoying himself.

“Hashire sori yo! Kaze no you ni. Tsukimihara wo. Padoru Padoru!” The Nero on the screen said as she bounced around.

Jory giggled at the screen as he started to get smaller, shrinking in his chair and clothes. His clothes got looser the smaller he got, as if they were becoming larger. The sleeves of his shirt hunger over his hands like a small child wearing their parents clothes. His legs got off the ground as he adjusted in his seat. They hung off of the edge of the seat and he swung them back and forth as if he was a child playfully waiting for something interesting to happen. His pants overcame his legs, coming over them as if they were a a blanket being placed over them. The tightness of his pants around his waist disappeared, but he didnt notice with how focused he was on the video.

A whole foot in height was gone and it was only then that his shrinkage was finally started to slow down. He finished getting smaller when he became a tiny 4’9 that many people would tower over with ease.

The song ended and again, Jory came out of the trance that was in. The smaller boy noticed again that something was off with him again with how his clothes and seat felt. He wasn’t as bothered by it as he should be, in fact he didn’t seem to give it much thought.

“Whoa,” Jory muttered at how much larger everything looked to him. It was as if someone had switched out everything in his room, but that happened. He grabbed his pants and could feel them droop off his smaller frame, making him blush. He was just one bad accident away from having everything down there, exposed to the crowd. That would have been bad if he wasn’t something special. Still he would rather now show off what was hidden behind his falling boxers and pants to anyone.

Jory looked for something that he could wear to keep his pants up and remembered the belt that he had in his closet for special occasions. He quickly rushed to his closet, keeping his pants up as best he could, stumbling from the fabric on his feet. He dived through his closet and quickly pulled the belt out. He wrapped it tightly around his waist, securing the pants that were there. A smile blossomed, happy that he would no longer have to worry about his pants deserting him.

The jingle from the video came on and Jory all but leaped from his spot and went back into his seat, no longer at all perturbed by what had just happened. Again there was nothing that he could do, but ready himself to watch the little animation. He brought his hands together and rested them under his chin as if his favorite show was about to start again. The moment the girl came on the screen, his eyes sparkled in absolute glee and he shimmied in his seat.

“Hashire sori yo,” Jory sang. “Kaze no you ni. Tsukimihara wo. Padoru Padoru!”

Right after he sang it that time, his legs felt off. His feet shrank down as if he was getting smaller again, but unlike last time it was only them that were changing. His calves hardened and lost any of the looseness that they had before, filling with tones muscle that added definition to his body. His thighs started swelling, filling with fat and toned muscle that looked off on his masculine body. The bigger his thighs got, the more a feminine curve appeared that became more prominent as time passed. By the time the transformation was finished, he had thick sexy thighs that added to his feminine-looking appearance and would have attracted many to him.

When the song ended, Jory noticed the change to his body, and how much thicker his thighs were. The now blonde boy placed his hands on his changed thighs and blushed as he prodded them, admiring the sexy curve that they had. He could tell just from the slight prodding that he was doing now that they would be perfect to give someone a wonderful lap pillow. The thought made him blush as he imagined what it would be like to be the one giving the pillow.

He quickly thought over when the changes were happening and how they might be. Everything in his room was the same, there wasn’t anything off about it that could have been the cause. He hadn’t bought anything lately that could have been the cause for this. The only time it happened was when the video was playing after that strange flash of light from his computer monitor.

His eyes widened as he quickly thought more about what he had been like ever since he turned on. He had been obsessive, almost needy about his desire for the jingle. He would admit without hesitation that it was a good song, but he wouldn't be like this about it. Now he couldn’t bring himself but continue to listen to the song as if it would be the last thing that he might ever do.

Every time a change happened it was because of the song. He would lose himself in the moment and sing along to it automatically. So the song had to be what was causing the changes.

The video turned on again, and Jory froze before he turned back and watched it. It was like a siren calling out to him, and despite knowing what it was doing to him, he couldn’t help but turn to it. He grabbed the mouse of his computer and move it over the X to close to the screen, but his hand froze the moment he went to click. His hand ached as if he was rejecting his body's natural instincts to turn it off.

Jory grumbled and tried harder, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. In his mind, he scrambled as the words that it sang, went through his head again. They sounded like a siren calling out to him, the words pleasing like sugary honey that asked sweetly that he sing along with the video. That everything would be better if he just did it.

The video started once more and he braced himself as best he could as a smile formed on his face, eager to hear the perfect Christmas jingle again. He relaxed, all the worry that he had easing. Despite that there was still a part of him that knew that he shouldn’t sing along.

“Hashire sori yo,” Jory started and stopped himself from continuing. He knew what would happen if he continued, but he found it harder to stop himself from talking. He opened his mouth to bite down on his lips, but they didn’t.

“Kaze no you ni,” Jory sang, trying harder to restrain the words that oh so desperately wanted to come out of his mouth.

“Tsukimihara wo,” Jory sang quietly, giggling a little at the fun he had from just saying that. It took all that he had to stop himself from doing soo and he wasn’t sure he care if he was being honey.

“Padoru Padoru!” Jory cried happily with the largest, most cheerful smile that he had in his life.

Jory’s stomach felt off as if someone had wrapped a corset around his body and tightened it around his body. He groaned and held his gut and the sides of his waist ached in pain. The soft flab that he had on his gut was going way as the seconds passed. He rubbed it up and down and marveled at the change that was happening there. He could feel it harden against his finger, moving less than it did before. He pushed down on it and his finger went in less than it would have before.

The sides of his waist caved in, earning a gasp caved in and he brought his hands down them and rubbed them. He groaned at how unexpectedly good it felt, despite the changed to his body. There was nothing that he could do except hug himself as he continued to admire the change and how his body was reacting to the change. It seemed almost pleased with how it was feeling. The changing boy could only rub his body faster as it progressed, feeling better than he had in a long while. He had a small slim slender waist that would have garnered much attention.

Jory gasped as if in relief of the change ad could only continue to rub his body. The feeling coming from it was so pleasing and nice that he couldn’t bring himself to stop, especially with how nice it was, which was odd. He knew that he should have been horrified about what happened to his body, but he couldn’t help but find it more interesting then anything.

The video repeated, bringing him out of his amazement and stare back at the screen. Just like the other times, the video had a clarity and quality that drew him in as if it was some high-budget production rather then a cute little video. He didn’t know if it was something that someone put

Even though he knew what would happen next, especially with how far the changes had come, he still couldn’t bring himself to pull away or turn off the screen. Every angle off attack that he could think of to do it was mercilessly shot down in his head.

“C’mon Jory you big dummy,” Jory muttered to himself, his body resisting the urge to turn of the computer screen. It was as if it had gained a mind of its own and wanted to see this through to the end. When he thought about their changes in their entirety, he didn't mind them so much.

“Hashire sori yo. Kaze no you ni. Tsukimihara wo. Padoru Padoru!” The chibi cried cheerfully.

Jory smiled and the young man could feel his junk shrinking, but he wasn't at all bothered by it to much. He smiled almost gleefully, lustfully as he imagined someone sucking his shaft. He brought his hand down there and traced it, admiring the changes that were happening down there. He wasn’t trying to jerk off, and yet what he was feeling was food enough, that he could only imagine what it would be like to take it further. He slipped his hand inside the front of his pants, and true physical contact sent him reeling.

Jory slowly brought his hand up and down his pants, enjoying the feel of what was going on down there. He increased the speed of his pumps, savoring the feel of what was going on down there. There was nothing that he could do except increase the rate, enjoying the feel of what was going on down there. Even though wasn’t watching a porno, his body was in overdrive and demanded that he pay it immense sexual attention, and play with himself.

The young man groaned and continued to try and please himself, but it was getting harder as it shrunk in his hand. He continued to try and please himself as best he could, knowing that he was on the clock now before everything changed. It was as if the two of them were working together to get the best possible arousal that he could. The warmth that he felt exploded in his hand with every centimeter lost. He creamed his pants when he felt the tip of his sword enter his body. New folds formed on his body and his fingers didn’t go in.

He rubbed his balls and the young man felt the same sort of stimulation that came from his desk. It got closer to the new hole that he had and increased the rate of his playing. Every second counted now and then he would be a she. Then he wouldn’t have what made him a man down there and would have something else to explore. The higher they rose the more sensitive and pleasing it was, giving her a freedom that she didn’t have. They entered her body and she moaned loudly as she creamed her pants again.

The blonde girl reeled as if she had just been struck, her mind in a happy daze. A dull silly grin on her face as she rubbed her thighs together. She didn’t feel a single bit of sadness or horror at the loss of her masculinty. She was far too happy and content with how her new anatomy made her feel. She kept her hands on her aching folds, her fingers brushing against her new entrance, but never entering them.

The video played again and she blinked as she shakily focused on it. She turned to it, slowly and leaned over as if she was going to learn something about. She slowly moved her hands and placed them on her thighs. The plushness of her thighs was nice, as if she was squeezing a perfect pillow rather then

Jory hummed the jingle as it came on, bouncing her head in tandem with it. There was nothing that she could do except continue to listen to it. She was still hot from what just happened, and shimmied in her seat like an eager child, rolling her hips around, enjoying the feeling coming from her hips, thighs, and especially her bottom.

As she hummed the jingle the young woman rose slightly higher in her seat as her but started to expand. More cushion and fat piled on it by the second. The more padding that piled on her body the more feeling that ran through her bottom as if the feelings from there were being amplified. There was little that she could do as it gained a tightness that it never had before. Her booty finished swelling into a delightfully pert teardrop-shaped bottom that would get a delightful bounce no matter how she walked.

Jory moved her hands under her butt and squeezed her cheeks enjoying the way that her fingers dug into her booty. There was no way that she would be able

Jory’s nipples grew larger and she moaned as she placed her hands on her bust and moaned in delight. She shimmied her seat, putting her hands up in front of her, her hands brushing against them and growing larger. She could feel the areola growing larger.

They pointed through her shirt, despite how loose it was, making the growth that was happening down there, plain to her to see. She put her forearms on her chest and moaned at the change that was happening down. She slowly moved her arms from side to size, enjoying how her clothes were grinding against her erect nipples. The moment they were twice their size the areola stopped growing

Right after her chest points refined, the young woman’s chest starts to balloon forward and push out her shirt. Her developing mounds pushed her hands further away, and only served to excite her further. They pushed her hands further away, but she barely noticed what was happening. She continued to push down on her bosom and grind her chest enjoying the feeling that was erupting from them. It was just like when she was jerking off earlier, except even better with how it kept growing, even when her boobs became larger then oranges. Her bustline finished growing when it became an ample D-cup that rivaled fully ripe apples.

“Ahh,” the young woman sighed in content. She gave her large boobs a squeeze and squealed in delight at how she felt.  “One more time, and that would be enough.”

The video repeated, and the young woman louged in her seat, knowing after this everything would be perfect. Again she hummed the tune, bouncing around in her seat. It was so pleasing to watch and the sound of it. She felt like a child that was watching their favorite movie all over again.

The clothes that she wore shifted. Her pants shrunk and got tighter around her lower body. They crawled up her legs and shifted in her seat as if a lover was gently running their hands over her body. It was pleasing and she couldn’t help but cuddle with the blankets.

Nero exited the video and the young woman sighed in content. She looked down at her clothes and preened. The outfit that she wore was absolutely perfect for the season and the holiday.

She looked at the time and pouted as she wondered how much longer her best buddy would be before they arrived. She wanted him to lavish and praise her appearance and costume already, along with many more things.

The door opened and the new girl looked at her best friend. She leaped out of her seat and ran over to him, the bells around her neck jingling.

“Kyle!” Nero cried cheerfully. She hugged him as tight as she could, pressing her bosom against his body. She felt so happy and content right now, as if the heavens had come down and taken her to cloud nine. She adored the feeling of his body against her, especially with how his chest felt against her body.

Kyle flushed at the feeling of the wonderful bust pressed against his body and didn't know how to react to it. Especially since this was a top-grade waifu that was holding him like a tender lover. Still that didn’t quite explain why she was here now.

“Nero?” Kyle questioned.

She looked up at him and his heart melted at the cute look on her face. A smile came to his face and she nuzzled against him like a happy cat. He had to resist the urge to pet her as if she was a loveable pet, no matter how adorable she looked. Even if his hands were curling and all but demanding that they go up there and ruffle her golden head of hair.

“Hashire Sori Yo, Kaze No You Ni, Tsukimihara Wo, Padoru Padaru,” Nero sang, the words feeling so good and perfect coming out. Now that her best friend was here, she was ready to have the best day ever!