Pay to Win (Jade TG) (Patreon)

"Hello? Is anybody here?" Francis called, giving the door another knock to be sure. "This is the place, right?"

The man spared another look at his phone. Sure enough, the address was a perfect match, yet nobody seemed to be home. Maybe they had gone out? He hoped not, he needed this sorted before his roommate was home!

They were both avid players of Honkai Star Rail and Francis, known planner and overworrier that he was, had already started thinking of birthday presents months in advance, and it was during one of these anxiety-driven brainstorming sessions that the perfect option had come to mind.

Last year, strange listings appeared on Hoyoverse online stores without warning. They were cans themed after a wide variety of the female cast, adorned with their colours. His roommate had attempted to get some, but by the time they had made it online they weren't just sold out; any trace of them had vanished as if they never existed.

Any of those cans would be a perfect gift, so Francis had embarked on a journey to find out if any of them had made it out into the hands of collectors, and after weeks of searching had done it! His questioning caught the attention of someone who was willing to part with some cans, they even sent the photos to prove it!

Even luckier for Francis, the seller only lived a few minutes walk away from his flat! It couldn't have worked out better for him! He only hoped this luck could spread to his 50/50s at this rate.

Granted, the fact nobody seemed to be home was a bit concerning. The messenger had assured him they would be there. Maybe they just had headphones on and couldn't hear him?

"I'm here about the spray cans? Hello?" he called, knocking again for emphasis, surely they would...

Creakkkkkkkkk

Slowly, the door creaked open, Francis left gazing into the hallway, barely making out various cans of soda, spray-painted walls and a smell that very much suggested one of the owners wasn't one to clean up after themselves.

Not even thinking of the ethics of what he was doing, Francis walked inside, closing the door behind him in case someone saw him before he slowly walked forwards. 

"Is anybody here? If you can hear me, can you please come out? I’ve really got to get this sorted as soon as possible!"

It had to be the paranoia that made him swear he could see moving shadows in the corners of the room, unseen eyes gazing upon him. No, he wouldn't let his anxiety limit him! This was a perfectly normal apartment, with perfectly normal people, and everything was-

"Hahaha! Foolish intruder, for now it is too late to turn back! Now, fully submerged in the domain that strengthens my ninja prowess, you are helpless before me! GO, NINJA TRANSFORMATION JUTSU!"

Francis cried out in alarm as a spray can hit him square in the face.

He staggered back from the injury, nursing his face, his ears ringing from pain, barely making out the chatter of the women hidden in the darkness.

"What. In the name of all that is holy. Was. That?"

"Why, I was fulfilling the task that you assigned to me, Gaming Ninja! The vagabond we lured here has been struck by our (metaphorical) blade of justice, and now we-"

"You were supposed to open the can before you silently threw it, you idiot! Just- go away and leave this to me before you make things worse!"

"But Gaming Ninja! It would be dishonourable of us to strike a fellow ninja without warning or for me to leave you behind! Ninjas must never leave a fellow warrior behind in the heat of battle! So nay! No matter what you wish, my honour as a ninja has made me bloodbound to our mission! Nothing can break such an oath! For that is the honour of a true-”

"Go to your room right now or we’re not buying the last Naruto box set."

Francis's hearing returned just in time to hear the sound of frantic running and a door slamming.

The man stood like a deer in the headlights, shaking in fear as he looked around for any sign of his attacker, his mind racing. Why had they done that? Was this their plan from the start? Why did that woman's voice sound so familiar in the first place?

"H-Hey, come out! Before I call the police!" He shook, grabbing the can that had been thrown at him as a makeshift weapon, the man barely making out a blue triangular pattern along with a snake engraved upon it. "I-I know I came in without asking but-"

Never the most confident, all the warnings resulted in was the unseen woman laughing coldly. "Oh Aeons, I'm sooooo scared of a noob with a can. Whatever will I do? Oh right. This."

Francis frantically looked around for the source of the voice, not even thinking to check above as a holographic cube slammed into the can, the metal bursting open as purple gas erupted outwards.

The man cried out in distress, coughing as he stumbled around in a daze, faintly hearing the woman's footsteps as she strolled into another room. "Have fun, loser~. I’ll be back once my guest gets here~.”

By the time the gas cleared, Francis felt nothing but annoyance. Who the hell did that girl think she was? Had this been some kind of elaborate prank? His blood boiled, and not even the lights finally flickering to life managed to calm him.

"What a waste of time! I should just cut my losses and go back at this point! This deal was a mistake from the start anyways!" he grumbled aloud, turning on the spot, all set to leave before-

"If you want a deal worth your time, I might have something worth your while~."

"W-WHO'S THERE?" Francis jumped back, the woman's whisper only setting him more on edge. "C-Come on, haven't you had enough of tormenting me already!? Seriously, how... how...?"

His eyelids fluttered, the man shaking as a strange sensation began to wash over his body, his heart racing as he opened his mouth and-

"O-Ohhhhhhhh~?"

He moaned, an honest, pleasured moan, unable to be held back, this alien feeling of bliss beyond anything he had imagined. His cock throbbed, rock solid in his shorts, Francis honestly tempted to just jerk it there and then, his hands twitching from the temptation.

"Enjoying yourself?" the whisper asked, in a tone that very much suggested she already knew the answer, Francis swearing he could see the gas gather around him once more. "Good, that will make negotiations all the easier. Not that there’s going to be many to begin with of course~."

CRUNCH

"K-KYAH~!" Francis cried, shuddering as an invisible force crushed him in an ironclad grip. The intense squeezing flooded his nerves with a hellish mixture of pain and pleasure, the sensations building until the man shamefully orgasmed hard.

With his brain blurring from bliss, he barely even noticed the fact he was pushing his chest and rear out, nor the fact his shirt seemed loose on his deep, feminine curves. All he knew was that something was very wrong, and the fact the pleasure within was only increasing.

His mind raced with explanations, yet no matter the cause, it was certain he needed help.

"H-HELP! S-SOHHHHHHMEBODY H-HEL-"

“Trying to run? I see you don't understand. There's no backing out now, for me or you~."

He did his best to ignore the soft, seductive whispers, to fight the very powerful urge to stop in his tracks, persistently walking forward despite it all. But even that was a struggle, for every step sent vertigo rushing to his skull, an uneven sway entering his step as he fought his way to the door.

It took him a moment to place why, and once it did everything only got worse.

"Everything's s-shrinking!?"

His line of sight was rising, higher and higher his eyes rose as his legs climbed up at a rapid rate, each inch he gained adding to the pool of arousal brewing within him. He couldn't take it anymore, slamming into the nearest wall and screaming as loud as possible, the final inches that brought him up to an impressive 6’0" doing nothing to calm the rising tide of pressure, his body feeling like a shaken soda can set to burst.

"NGH~! GAH~! O-OHHHH GOD~!" he cried, his shoulders collapsing in sync with his hips bursting outwards, his frame thoroughly wrecked as his property was economically redeveloped into feminine perfection.

"We should make sure I have something to sway now don't I~?" the whisper added, Francis whimpering in protest, feeling a phantom soft hand caressing his cheek, all while his erect shaft betrayed his true feelings.

He looked down through his tear-filled eyes, staring at a set of legs that were not only taller, but totally alien to him, devoid of hair or flaw, his muscle stretched into nothing but feminine fat. It was a set of legs that belonged to a woman! He knew they were his own legs, but the realisation did little to quell his intense arousal; in fact it only made it worse.

"S-Stahhhhppppp~! I-I oh gawddddd, i-it's too much! I-I can't handleeee-" he sobbed, silently praying this was some kind of twisted nightmare caused by that can hitting him. "W-What are you!? Why are you d-doing this! I'll do anything just please make it S-STAHHHHPPP~!!!!"

"No hard feelings, little one. You seem smart; you should know it's nothing personal, just business. A deal was made on your behalf. And I'm here to collect."

Her words were making that pool of pleasure bubble, another reaction set to occur any second. Francis didn't want to believe it was coming; how could this twisted experience possibly get anymore intense? What was that voice even talking about?

Breathing heavily, he desperately tried to think clearly through the intense euphoria and alien sensations, only now realizing how uncomfortable his shorts had become. They were so unfitting that most of his ass was being shown off by them!

"Trying to get away? Sigh, and this is how you repay me for taking my time. Give an inch and they always take a mile. Oh well, not like it matters, since here come the fireworks~."

"K-KYAH~! HAH~! N-NOOOO I-I WON'T- I-I YESSSSSSS~!!!!!!" His defiance fell to acceptable levels as the investments of pleasure and mass deposited in his lower body at last gave the desired returns.

His ass exploded with mass, pushing his shorts out further as constant surges of matter were added to the seemingly endless resource, thick womanly fat spilling from any gap it could find in the weak material that sought to hold it back. Francis wailed and came, lost in a frenzy of bliss as he squished his impressive rear into the wall behind him, his mind whiting out from the sheer intensity of it all.

"Not bad, not bad. But as a Stoneheart, I expect the returns from my investments to be much bigger than that~"

Soon there was so much there was no choice but for it to spill into his thighs, massively accelerating the speed of their own redevelopment. His whole body shook with each wave of expansion, even his hips parting from the bouncy heft that was rushing in, widening to the extreme just to keep up, completing his patterned, hourglass figure in the process.

It almost felt like an eternity before it was done, Francis's shorts left stained from the sheer amount of orgasms he had just experienced. He fought to catch his breath, shaking forward with an involuntary sexy sway in his step that was clearly designed to catch as many eyes as possible.

Just looking at it felt like some kind of insane culture shock, so far removed from what came before that he felt almost faint; his manhood was the only thing "manly" below his waist anymore! Worse still was how much his ass and thighs seemed to jiggle at even the smallest movement, the sight of it making him feel like he had to apologise for every time he complained about unrealistic jiggle physics with how absurd it was.

"How is this happening!? This can't seriously be real..." he whispered to himself, groaning softly as his erect shaft throbbed into his soft, thick thigh, "w-whoever's doing this- please I- I don't want to be a girl, just-!"

"Oh do be calm. I swear, my exchanges aren't usually filled with this much whining. Say what you will about my normal customers, but they at least have some backbone," the voice remarked, the purple smoke from the can coiling around his body, its form starting to take proper shape.

"I-I don't care! Show yourself! I-I can offer you anything just-"

"Oh, but I'm quite happy with what I have already~!" the woman's voice laughed, Francis recoiling as the end of the purple gas trail bloomed into the head of a snake. "IPC property just begging for redevelopment~."

It was a snake, a giant ghostly snake made entirely of purple gas, the only trace of another colour being the blue, reptilian eyes solely focused on him. It was then everything hit him at once, the IPC, her voice, now the snake, hell even the thigh and ass jiggle all added up!

"J-Jade!? Wait but- but you're just- you aren't-"

"Hmmm? Oh, so you're familiar with me? Good, that saves me some time. Although it’s clearly in passing. After all, if you truly knew me, you would have known the proper way to address me~."

His mind was racing with a hundred thoughts a minute, all desperately seeking some kind of rational explanation. But try as he might, nothing could explain the impossible sight he was witnessing, or why he was transforming into a woman that was supposed to be fictional!

"L-Lady Bonojade! I-I... I don't understand! How is this real? You're not supposed to be real! T-Things like this-"

"Silly child. I'm whatever I want to be~," her confident voice silenced his confused pleas, the snake head looking over him in interest. "At least you are aware that this is, in fact, real. More than I can say for some of my customers."

"J-Just because I know doesn't make it any less insane! Like why are you a snake? That was supposed to be your... summon or whatever!" Francis shuddered at the way the eyes were staring at him, like he was something to be eaten up.

"Oh? This is just how my soul looks I suppose. I guess it reflects my nature, or something deep and philosophical like that. Not that I care too much, although this is a step up from something cosmically ironic like a literal loan shark I suppose. I don't currently have a body you see, hence the redevelopment of your form to suit my needs~."

"S-Suit your- BUT IT'S MY BODY!"

"Not anymore. As of now, everything you are and ever will be is property of the IPC (all rights received). And luckily for you, the asset ownership is in my department~. Standard transaction when you released me I'm afraid. You should have read the fine print on the can."

Francis moaned, feeling Jade's words bounce around his skull, luring his thoughts into a dazed mess of bliss; being near her was enough to start sapping away his fighting spirit.

"P-Please make it stop! You can't own me! I-I have a life- please just- KYAH IT FEELS SO GOOD~! M-MY BODY’S ON FIRE~!" he whined, tears forming in his eyes as his body hair burnt away all at once, leaving flawless, and very sensitive flesh behind. "I'LL DO ANYTHING PLEASE JUST-"

"Anything?" Jade repeated, amusement slipping into her tone as she let out a polite laugh. "Well, if you want this all to end already... there is one thing you can do."

"Y-YES- I'LL- I'LL DO IT I JUST NEED- NEED THIS TO STOPPPPP~!!!!!" He couldn't stop shuddering; the constant movement brushing his thighs against his manhood over and over.

The snake that was Jade's soul seemed to be smirking, its head moving directly in front of Francis’s face, gazing at him with intelligence beyond the animal it was in the shape of.

"Then open wide~"

Then before Francis could even question what she meant, she pounced.

"MMMMMMMMM~!?!?!?" The man let out a terrified scream to the best of his ability, his whole form slamming into the wall behind him once more. His eyes were wide in horror as the snake forced its way into his mouth; his hands frantically fought to grab hold of the gaseous form to no avail.

Despite it being made of gas, it felt like he was swallowing a physical object, his eyes rolling into his skull as he twitched and convulsed, forced to take it all as the long, ghostly form descended down his throat bit by bit, agonising second after second.

"Nnnnnooo…. I? Mmmmmmm.... mmmmmmmmm~?" His panic was starting to fade from his muffled cries, their pitch rising as ghostly fangs devoured the fruit stashed within his neck, his old voice now the seductive, dominating voice of a woman more confident than Francis ever was. Already that haze in his mind was growing stronger, gas tendrils seeping into his brain, strange images beyond his understanding slipping amongst his dazed thoughts.

As the snake drove towards his core, the impact of such a large, thick thing forcing entry into his throat was far from minor. His face cracked and snapped, breaking apart from the impact. Cheekbones arched inwards, eyes widened and his jaw and nose broke with painful CRUNCHES.

His hair was alight with bliss all the while, curtains of purple descending over his blurred vision as they were given the boon of flawless femininity. Each was perfectly cared for and as soft as silk, the sensation of them brushing against his skin sending rushes of gentle delight through him.

It was pacifying him, draining the will to fight through those twisted tendrils that were wrapped so tightly around his oh so malleable mind. In a daze, he began to suck on the diving gas, his lips swelling as they were coated with the most expensive gloss in the cosmos.

"There's a good child~. Not so naughty now are you? This is a gift~. So you should treat it like one, no?"

By the time the last of the snake had entered his body, Francis found himself wanting to agree with her. She was right, wasn't she? He had never felt this good before, this amazing and powerful, like he could take on the whole world!

His mind was fed sweet whispers of Jade's life. A life where she ruled over the weak, where every interaction was just another deal to get her closer to the top, no matter the questionable actions she needed to take along the way. Such an affront to his morals should have made him sick, but his only reaction was the opposite, a dangerous, seductive smirk spreading over his features.

"I s-shouldn't- s-stop it- t-t-this isn't... righttttttt…" His conscience made a final plea to the corrupting essence, watching in panic and excitement as his hands collapsed, the muscle within his arms breaking down to match.

"That's where you're too narrow-minded, I'm afraid. You see, once you're as rich as me... as powerful as me... as confident as me? Right stops being objective. Right becomes what you want it to be."

She paused, savouring the way Francis clutched his skull to try and block her out - the way his thighs squished against his cock in increasing desperation - the way his body creaked and shook from the overwhelming pleasure - he and her both knew that the final onslaught of changes were almost upon them.

Jade’s spirit smiled. The moment they broke was always her favourite.

*Tell me Francis. What do you want right to be~?"

Francis knew what he should say. It was obvious. He had to reject what she was saying, the ego-driven, sheer abandonment of morals was disgusting, these thoughts and memories of such evil was something to fight, not accept!

But what he knew and what he wanted were becoming very different things. A burning resentment was taking over, a hatred for the old him, the pushover who would never amount to anything, who certainly lacked the power and influence of a Stoneheart.

His conscience was nothing but a whisper, one Jade drowned out with each sweet promise, each digit of her bank account, and the sheer number of people who would bow before her.

It was clear to him now, it wasn't even a choice.

"Y-YES~! I-I WANT THIS~! I WANT TO BE YOU JADE, I WANT IT SO BAD~! I-I NEED THIS PLEASE JUST-" he cried out, his eyes shooting open to reveal pearls of corrupted blue, "TAKE MEEEEEEEE~!!!!!"

Jade didn't bother to even answer his pleas, preferring to let her actions do the talking as her vessel experienced a redistribution of wealth. His core's excess fat melted away, instead flowing upwards, investing in much more bountiful fruits to make up for the loss of his Adam's apple.

So it was that Eve's boobs rose forth from his chest, the soft, squishy matter allowing it to surge past cup size after cup size, jiggling invitingly all the while. It was too much, Francis reduced to a crying mess, so close to being broken by the simple fact that Jade had made all too clear.

Jade was better than him. Jade deserved to exist more than him. It was an honour to bring her into this world, and it was a role he was accepting in pride.

"KYAAAAHHHHH~! OH MY AEONS~! Y-YOUR IN MY HEADDD~!!!!" he cried out in excitement, feeling her snake-like spirit join the tendrils in wrapping around his brain. His fat, DD-sized tits jiggled as he thrashed violently, the pleasure in his mind outshining anything he had felt before, even eclipsing the strange tugging between his legs.

"MMMM~! GAH~! FUCK~! W-WAIT- WAIT I-I CAN BE USEFUL- I CAN-" She was ignoring him, treating him like the dirt he was, the jaws of her soul opening wide as it became all too clear that this was his end. Thoroughly broken and willingly giving his body to her was all she had needed, and Francis realized he had fulfilled his purpose.

And he knew what happened to people Jade didn't need.

Her soul struck, the jaws of her snakey form devouring his brain completely, her essence sinking in like a sponge, Francis’s eyes going white as he let out a dying, delighted scream. The POP between her legs only cemented the change in ownership as what was once Francis's body fell to all fours.

The body took deep heavy breaths, shuddering as it recovered from the undeniable high of the transformation. At the same time, her clothes began to shift, the essence and standing of the soul within her so overwhelming it demanded the fabric to shift to match.

The material went from cheap rags to expensive, high quality material, worth more than most people would earn in their lifetime. It dipped to show her cleavage, rose to show off even more of her perfect legs, her feet covered with high heels that brought her already imposing height up a few more inches.

Finally, a long-brimmed hat plopped itself onto her head as Jade got to her feet and opened her eyes. She smiled, running her hands down her perfect hourglass figure, feeling the flawless material of her favourite outfit, even enjoying the bounces and jiggling her assets burst into at the smallest moment.

But what she savoured the most was the silence. The complete lack of another presence in what was now her mind. Francis hadn't just been suppressed, he'd been devoured whole, consumed by his obsession with a woman who was all too happy to throw him away like trash.

Just like he wanted.

"But still... it's obvious he had no idea what was happening. So the one who brought me here was clearly somebody else. Am I right?" She turned around, her eyes meeting the sarcastically clapping woman who had emerged from her room.

"Bravo. Pretty good show, I’ve got to say. I didn't expect to enjoy watching that happen to somebody else,” Silver Wolf smiled, holding herself with confidence most people would lack when facing a Stoneheart.

"So, the infamous Silver Wolf is behind this. What use does a wanted criminal have for little old me? You must be confident if you assume I won't lock you away; we put quite a bounty on your head after all~."

"Don't play dumb, it doesn't suit you. You know as well as I do this place is nothing like our cosmos. I'm not a wanted criminal here, I'm just an ordinary girl."

"A girl with problems clearly," Jade smiled, opportunity rearing its head as she moved to a nearby table. "Come now, let's talk business~."

She sat herself down onto a fancy golden chair, one she imagined Silver Wolf must have specially prepared for her in advance. Whatever she wanted must have been important if she was resorting to flattery...

Jade picked up the wine glass before her, sparing a moment to admire the red fluid before dripping it in front of her, watching just how the liquid moved and flowed.

"Amazing. Your aether editing is truly fascinating. Able to recreate anything to the smallest detail... am I right in noticing it's even stronger in this world?"

"Firefly was right, nothing gets past you huh? Yeah, since I got here, I can make and alter anything short of new human life. Unless we count you that is."

Jade raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"

"That can you came from? I made it. I used mine and Rappa's as a reference of course, and pretty much everything I could find on you online. In this world, back home is nothing but a glorified slot machine simulator of a video game," Silver Wolf explained, before smirking. "I've never felt more validated in my life."

"Fascinating. Although all this does avoid the question of why. We've never even met before, yet you clearly brought me here to give you some kind of benefit."

Silver Wolf sighed, biting her lip as she looked away. "... we need cash."

Jade blinked.

"Pardon?"

"We need money, alright?! Rappa and I didn't expect to end up with the lives of people with barely any savings! I'd planned a way for us to last a while, so I had time to think of a solution. But Rappa blew most of the long term money on stupid ninja manga! But of course, I can't go solo from her since 'We are honour bound to be partners Gaming Ninja! Can I use your credit card on a new katana Gaming Ninja? May I perform the traditional battle of the lips with you Gaming Ninja?'”

"So… if I am understanding things correctly, the only reason I exist, the purpose for you to bring me into the world, was because you couldn't afford rent?" Even Jade, who always took care to maintain her image of being entirely self-assured and in control, found herself momentarily taken aback by the information, a rare expression of outright incredulity slipping onto her face.

"That's the long and short of it. You're the only Stoneheart I could think of that could help and had the least chance of backfiring. The magazines back home said you clawed your way up the IPC on a galactic scale in record time, so logically you'd be able to do it again here even faster."

"An interesting offer. But what do you have to give me in exchange for paying your bills? Your friend did tell you how BonaJade Exchange worked, didn't she?"

"Well, you've already seen the scope of my aether editing. Is that not enough to win you over?"

Jade hummed in thought, swirling the remaining wine in her glass while gazing at it intently. Despite the frankly absurd reason for her to be brought into existence, this was still an opportunity she could make the most of…

"They are truly impressive. But do you really think I need a leg up getting a footing on this planet?"

"Ugh, do I need to beg you or something?" Silver Wolf groaned. "Do you want me to say it?"

"Whatever do you mean~?"

"You want the cans right? Or other things to screw people over in that freaky exchange thing you have going on. You had the IPC supply them before, but believe me, this world wishes it could have something as half as interesting as those! Fine, just send me a list of what you want when you need it, and we can swap it for mine and Rappa's cash. Although, since I am supplying these, if you even think of trying anything-"

"Oh I wouldn't dream of it! Harming you would negatively impact your productivity!" Jade expressed matter of factly. "Welcome to the IPC~."

"Ugh, never say that sentence again. Well, I believe our business is wrapped up now. About time too, I've got to do my dailies before the resin caps. Oh, and me and Rappa should be able to manage two months with what we have left over. So we'd both prefer it if you start climbing up and making money sooner rather than later."

"Not to worry, Stellaron Hunter. I was already intending to make a splash as soon as possible. Although... would you mind handing me a can before I go? I have a housecall to make~."

---

Cicero believed a sigh of relief upon hearing the knock on his door, running a hand through his blonde hair in relief. He had been waiting for his roommate Francis for what felt like hours! He hadn't been answering his phone or given any sign he was intending to go out at all today. It had to be him at least. Who else would be visiting at this hour?

"Oh thank god man where the fuck-" Cicero started, before blushing in shock, his eyes rising to meet the blue jewels starring down at him. The woman towered over his admittedly short form, only making her all the more imposing.

"Time to get to work Jelena~"

"W-Who are- MMMMMM~!?" He barely got a word in before all he saw was red and white, Jade dropping the can she had emptied all over her soon-to-be employee as she slammed the door behind her.

Meanwhile, Cicero frantically rubbed at his face, desperate to get the paint out of his eyes as it dripped down his body. He wondered if this was some kind of attack, but in that case why was this feeling almost... nice?

He moaned despite himself, the man swearing he could hear some faint cracks and pops echoing near his ears, his face compressing to become cuter and sexier by the second. His hair soaked up the paint like a sponge, staining his locks white with a more vibrant red reserved for the undertones.

"W-Who- who are-? What was that- mmmmm~! A-Ahhhhhh~! W-What's happeninggggg~!?"

"Performance review, Jelena. One much quicker than mine too, since we're on the clock and all~."

"W-What are you even talking..." he began, only for a whole slew of sensations to crash into him as Jade snapped her fingers, "OH GODDDDDDDDDDD~!" 

His clothes suddenly compressed, shrinking fast to suit someone of a far slimmer and more slender build, his shoes climbing into boots as his pants vanished. It did an excellent job of highlighting his chest, thighs and especially his rear, that part of the outfit the only part that felt loose to Cicero.

He grunted and gasped, eyes wet with tears from the crushing hold of his own clothes, his eyes flickering open, full of determination to give a final desperate-

A hand touched his cheek, and Jade's smile lit up his world.

"Please don't fight this, my little Jelena. How about you be a good girl, and we can work together~. Just like old times~."

Jelena shuddered, her blue eyes wide as Jade's hand brushed past her skin, her whole form shaking as if a command had been installed directly into her brain. She moaned softly, something slipping from her mind for good as her voice wobbled, rising in pitch, the blueprints of a new her rushing through every cell of her body while the pleasure within began to boil over.

The thought of fighting it didn't even cross her mind, nor the fact that a shift had occurred in how she saw herself so effortlessly. Her moans rose to squeals as the changes broke out in full force all at once, her limbs slimming down, her curves crunching inwards as the sudden constriction sent her hips bursting out instead.

Her shrinking toes curled as her chest, a flat bank devoid of value, was given deposit after deposit. All the while, her eyes were flashing with graphs, profits and stocks as massive, bouncing boobs burst forth. 

She almost fell over, wobbling as new thoughts overwrote the old, the speed of the upgrade so fast she struggled to even process what was happening. B-But if Lady Bonojade wanted this, then it had to be a good thing!

"MMMMMM~!!!! AHHHHHH~!!!! O-OH AMBER LORDDDDDD~!!!!! MY HEADDDDD~!!!! L-LADY BONOJADE IT F-FEELS TOO-" she pleaded for release, her body consumed with an inferno of euphoria with no end in sight.

Jade however simply smiled, a warm, loving expression that made Jelena weak at the knees. It murdered any weak concern about what was fading. If it made Jade happy, if it made her look at her with such pride and love, then she knew it was worth it.

"Calm down Jelena. You're almost done. In just a few moments... you'll be perfect~."

Jelena's heart sang, her moans gaining an almost yearning tone as her cock twitched and throbbed, long empty of any cum left to give. It was then the most intense bliss burst through, her eyes widening for a moment as she wailed in ecstasy, her brain almost whiting out in the process.

"Y-YES~! OH AMBER LORD YES~! I-I WANT TO BE PERFECT- I-I WANT- I WANT TO BE YOUR TOPAZZZZZ~!!!!!" she screamed, memories of her more commonly used name rushing through as her hands shot to her ass in desperation.

Fat was rising faster than the IPC's stock, wave after wave deposited into her rear, the cushiony flesh rising like bread in an oven. In seconds it had gone from the loosest part of the outfit to one of the tightest; but the worst part was, she knew it was only going to get bigger.

BWOOMPH

"GAH~! KYAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH~!!!!!!"

BWOOMPH

"O-OH OH FUCK- SO BIG- HOW IS IT-"

BWOOMPHHHHHH~!!!!!!!

"OH LORDDDDDDDD~!!!!!! YESSSSSSSSS~!!!!!!!"

BWOOMPHBWOOMPHBWOOMPH~!

“YESYESYES OH FUCK ME YESSSSSSS~!!!!!!”

Topaz fell to the floor, her thicc, gigantic thighs crushing her shaft, her somehow even larger rear barely even contained by her outfit, the material looking skintight against such a hefty cushion. There had been so much expansion her thighs had been upgraded from the excess material alone, yet both expansions had reduced the forming Stoneheart to a drooling, almost catatonic mess of a woman.

There was an empty look in her eyes, her thoughts moving at the speed of a dripping tap. Her new self was settling in remarkably well; now there was plenty of space in her pretty little head.

Topaz wasn't quite done yet though; there remained a persistent throbbing between her legs, a lump that just wouldn't go away. It was an issue Jade wouldn't allow of course, so she handled it herself, walking up to her adorable recruit with a dangerous smile.

She clutched Jelena's jaw, moving her eyes and face up to meet her own, before giving the command that would truly seal her fate.

"Become my Topaz forever. My little Jelena~."

There was no resistance she could offer now, nothing she could do to stop what was coming, yet she loved it all the same, a final delighted squeal slipping free as at last...

POP

Topaz was completed.

"Ohhhh.... ohhhhh Aeonssssss~..." she whispered, shaking from the aftershocks of her completion, all while Jade rubbed her face fondly. "I-I... h-huh? What am- LADY BONAJADE!?"

The sight of her superior sent her shooting to her feet, recovering from the pleasurable aftershocks along with the transformation forgotten.

"I'm so sorry- I wasn't slacking I- I was just? Wait... where are we? Where's Numby?"

"Oh don't worry Topaz, I know a good girl like you would never slack when it comes to work I set~. But as for where we are, it's nowhere you'll know. In fact, we're quite far away from the IPC. In fact, in this world, back home is just some video game!"

"Hang on! T-This world!?"

"Yes, do try and keep up dear. We can recreate Numby for you when we set up shop. Usually the chamber does that part itself, cons of trying a different method I suppose. Come now, remember what I taught you!"

"Um... right! New horizons are profits worth claiming! But if not for the IPC, then..." she trailed off, blushing just from looking at her superior's gleeful eyes.

"Why for me of course! In this world, I'll be the one making the rules. No other Stonehearts to deal with, just me and you! Although we can always get more if we need some extra hands. After all Jelena, you’re talking to the head of the newest branch of the IPC~." 

Topaz’s blush deepened, an excited shudder rushing through her as her face bloomed into a smile. It wasn't long until both Stonehearts began their discussion, the first of many that would build her empire.

Soon a certain trade shop would be set up on a city corner, stock investments made to just the right companies, side businesses and employees scouted, all according to Jade's plan.

It was the beginning of her IPC, and as she waited at the desk of her new trading post, a box of freshly delivered cans at the ready, Jade knew she was going to enjoy this world to the fullest.