This choice: Heather tests the PokeNote on one of her roommates. • Go Back...Chapter #3Heather's Test Subject: Lounging Laci by: Unknown If it had to be someone she could test the PokeNote on right now, then she really only had one choice. Well, three choices: Her roommates. At least one of them should be back from...whatever they did during the day.
Heather stood, picked up the notebook and pencil. "Can't believe I'm actually doing this... I mean, it's just to remind myself it's bullshit, but still."
She entered the central kitchen-living room area. On the couch lay one of her roommates, the one she was the least unfamiliar with. Said roommate looked up at her. "Oh, hey," she said with a yawn.
"Hey," Heather said back. "Sorry to bother you."
"Don't worry about it."
Their "conversation" over, her roommate adjusted herself and closed her eyes. Why she was napping on the couch and not her bed, Heather could only guess. Laci was just kind of weird like that.
But oh well. At least this way, she wouldn't discover the PokeNote. Not that her discovering some totally bullshit notebook claiming to have supernatural powers would be bad or anything; it just saved Heather the trouble of explaining.
Heather moved to the kitchen counter, positioning herself so her back showed to Laci and obscured the notebook. She reviewed the guidelines again.
While she could (allegedly) specify changes as detailed as she pleased, considering this was a first (and last) test run, there was no need to test anything beyond confirming the notebook could (not) do what it claimed to. So with no ceremony or hesitation, Heather turned to the first blank page and wrote down her roommate's name.
Laci Castillo
Silence, somehow more pronounced than it was a moment ago. Even though Heather knew there was no way it would work, she couldn't help but feel a small amount of anticipation in her gut. Also uneasiness. Something felt off. Then it hit her.
"Wait, did she ever tell me her last name?" She looked over her shoulder. "I don't...think she...did..."
Heather spun around, her whole body now facing the dozing Laci. Eyes widened. Her jaw dropped and she took a few steps over to the couch. "No fucking way..."
It began at the head. Laci's face pushed forward into a rounded snout, a blunt horn forming atop her forehead. Her ears climbed up the sides of her head until they sat higher, near the top, and warped into perfectly round swirls. As this was happening, her skin below the jaw turned cream-colored while everything else shifted to a light blue, save for a couple darker spots. With the changes in color also came changes in texture, as her skin became smoother and glossier. And as the skin traveled down her head, her neck began to stretch, as if trying to delay the changes' imminent approach to the rest of her body.
Before long, the neck stopped, now about two or three times longer than it was before. With nothing impeding its advance, the morphing skin spread down her shoulders and chest. Everything it touched puffed up, grew softer. Laci was already a bit on the soft side, but with the skin came an added layer of fat (blubber?), plumping up everything it touched. From the shoulders, to the arms, to the breasts.
Especially the breasts. They swelled, moving from one cup size to the next in the span of several seconds. The strained top looked about ready to burst before long. And yet it didn't, instead morphing along with its owner's body. Black fabric vanished without a trace, sleeves shrinking down to mere straps, hem receding into nothing, until the top had become little more than a bra-- no, a bikini. A small bikini that couldn't cover much beyond the nipples (which poked through the fabric) and failed to even completely keep up with the areola, let alone cup that bountiful bosom.
And since Laci's blouse had shrunk down to a micro bikini, Heather got an unobstructed view of the transforming young woman's middle. Laci had a belly to start with, albeit only a small bump of one. But now, as the cream-colored skin spread down her waist, that little bump of fat puffed up into a muffin top.
Now two-thirds transformed, Laci let out a rather sexual groan and turned over. Her back was completely covered in the blue skin, save for a gray bump in the middle. A bump that was growing larger by the second...
But Heather didn't watch it long, as the changes further down stole her attention. A different, smaller bump popped out right above Laci's ass cheeks. This one was half light blue-half cream and shaped like a triangle. It grew a little, not much but enough to make a stubby little tail.
As attention-grabbing as the tail was, though, the real attention-grabber was just below. Laci's ass ballooned, comparable to the way her tits did. From an average, everyday butt to a bona fide ghetto booty. And complementing it were a widening pair of hips and thickening thighs. A loose-fitting pair of black lounge pants followed the same fate as the top, shrinking into a pair of bikini bottoms that were barely visible, practically swallowed up by those plump ass cheeks. This also allowed Heather to see how the blue skin transitioned into the cream skin that made up the inner thighs and stopped at about the knees.
And if that weren't enough, the ever advancing skin elongated Laci's legs along the way. They stretched several inches taller, possibly a whole foot, and were padded with a layer of fat to match the rest of the transformation.
Even her feet weren't untouched. More specifically, the toes fused together so there were only three, resized and reshaped just enough so they were all evenly matched while still providing balance.
By the time Heather was done marveling at what just happened to Laci's lower half, her eyes were drawn back to that gray bump on Laci's back. Except it wasn't just a bump anymore, it had grown to encompass her back and developed stubby spikes similar to the one atop her forehead. In contrast to how soft and glossy the rest of her had become, it looked far harder, like a rock. Or a shell.
Everything became still. No further changes occurred as moments passed in silence. Heather could only gape at her transformed roommate. Powerful emotions swirled around inside her; shock, disbelief, horror, amazement, and something she couldn't identify.
"N... No... No way..." Heather shook her head. "No fucking way... Th-This isn't real... It can't be real..."
But real it was. Very, very real. Where once was a human woman now lay a humanoid Lapras. A tall, thick, curvy one at that.
"But, but... If that really just happened... If I'm not just hallucinating, that means... I-I... That, that notebook..."
Heather looked back to the kitchen counter, to the notebook. The PokeNote lay open where she left it. Though too far to see from where she stood, she knew it was still open to that first page, now only mostly blank save for one name. The name she wrote.
"It's not bullshit..." Heather turned back to her transformed roommate. "It's real... The PokeNote is real... It did this to her... I did this to her..."
Thoughts flooded her mind. Lingering doubts tried to argue this has to be fake somehow, but their voices faded into the background as questions assailed her. What did this mean for Laci? For herself? Was the part about only the user being aware of the changes true as well? Did she want to be the only one who knew anything changed? Why did Laci change this way? Were there any mental changes? Is this all permanent?
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