The Need to Know

Rosey
by Biffiea

      If Joseph had been told that morning that he would be at the center of a rupture of the space time continuum, and that one could in fact break the laws of physics, not only would he have not believed it, but the college kid probably wouldn't have even been able to fully comprehend what was being said to him. Joe had gone to college if for no other reason that he felt he should. Leaving high school, he didn't really feel that now was the time to start learning to take over the family restaurant, so he soon found himself in the university of Washington idling his way through liberal arts degree.
      "Now the motivations behind King Richard's involvement with the crusades..."
      'Why am I here?' Joseph though to himself. 'I don't care about European history.' His eyelids closed a bit in the manner of someone who's thoroughly bored out of their mind. Yes there was a reason to learn history, but no great reason for him. College had made things more complicated. In High School, he took classes because he was forced to. Now he had a choice of classes, complete freedom with his schedule and classes, and it had forced him to consider why he wanted to learn anything. 'Maybe I need to switch my major.... or drop out...'
      The class ended, and as usual, Joseph hadn't picked up a single fact from the lecture. The sophomore was too lost in thought. 'Maybe college isn't right for me after all. I haven't even tried to pay attention these past few weeks... or maybe I just need a shower, or some sleep.' The bus ride home was only 10 minutes long, but it felt like forever, as though time had slowed to a crawl while Joseph mulled over his academic career.
      10 minutes of intense though later, Joseph hadn't reached any conclusion. "I don't want to get a job yet." He spoke to himself. "But... I don't know, I just can't get into my classes." Throwing his bag onto his bed, he looked around at his walls. Barren, nothing but the beige paint the walls came with when he moved in, not even a wall clock. He only had four things in his room, a Tv, a Bed, a set of book shelves and a desk for his laptop and books. Ever since leaving for college, life for Joseph had felt like walking through a giant swamp of grey. He hadn't even made that many friends.
      "uh... maybe I should just drop out and get a job back home." That's the only time he had really felt comfortable since graduation, the time he had spent back with his parents. "Look at me, sitting here alone, talking to myself about how bored I am with my classes." His room mate wouldn't be home for another few hours, more than enough time to sulk in his own confusion. Then he looked back over at his Nintendo DS. "Well... Might as well get Rosey up to level one hundred."
      Like every other bored college kid, Joseph had money set aside for a few games. His DS was sitting next to his xbox 360 where he kept the charger. His shelf contained a modest sized collection, the standard run of big releases, and then, of course, pokemon soul silver. As a child, Joseph had gotten into pokemon but his interest faded with the fad, and after playing Gold, he didn't pick up another version until soul silver came out. "Lets see, I think She only needs one more level."
      He booted up the game... A to select the game... A to skip past the opening... Tap the screen... Tap his file... And there his avatar stood in Mt. Silver, his loyal companion standing behind him. Rosey was his Dragonite, the one he had received as a present in Blackthorn city, still with Extreme Speed in its move set. Joseph had always like the idea of having a super smart dragon, so when it came time to do that show miniquest, he maxed out her intelligence stat. At level 99, she was a super powerful, super intelligent dragon, the kind of pokemon Joseph would have wanted if he actually lived in this world. "Only a few more battles until I have my first level 100 pokemon." The simple equations and midi calls of the pokemon world were more than enough to distract him from his current worries about the academic world.
      A graveler... a golbat... Finally he came to that ding noise that indicated Rosey had reached level 100. "Yes! Finally, a level 100 Dragonite." His favorite pokemon, at maximum power. "My first level 100 pokemon of all time." In a sense, the moment was rather anticlimactic. What now? He had a super powerful pokemon, stronger than any legendary, but there was no one that could touch her. No trainers to battle with her. He didn't have any friends that played pokemon, and he didn't have any of the console games to battle her with other level 100's in. In this moment of triumph, he realized that level 100 seemed to exist for its own sake. "Well... at least I have her." He mumbled to himself, looking over the stat bonuses. +5 to health...+3 to defense... truth be told, he normally just clicked by these, but the virtual trainer wanted to savor the moment as much as he could. A quick press of the a button, however, activated something strange. A message popped up beneath Rosey's pixelated portrait on the screen and said, 'Rosey wants to be transferred to the poke walker.'
      "What?" Joseph said out loud. "That's never happened before. Maybe its a glitch..." Possibilities buzzed through his mind, but there was no harm in doing it, right? Maybe it unlocked a new trail or something. The sophomore applied a repel, and made a quick walk back to a pokecenter before transferring her to a box, saving, and restarting the system. "She wants to go into the pokewalker? Why after she's already at top level?" The message still didn't make sense, but it was harmless enough to try. A button for game.... tap screen... tap take pokemon for walk... "Okay... now transfer." Holding the pokewalker up to the infrared sensor required his muscles to hold perfectly still for longer that he could usually bare, so he just set it down on his desk and lined everything up.
      The noise started from the DS, but something seemed to go wrong, as a giant bolt of static shot between the sensor. "Oh crap!!!!" What had happened? Had it fried his pokewalker?? Or what about his game? Was that okay.. "Oh dang, Oh shit... what happened?" All of his pokemon, he had well over 130, several up to level ninety, and Rosey!!! His hand dashed to the pokewalker like a snake striking its prey, he just wanted to pull the two devices apart, and break the connection, but as his hand approached the site of the lightning, another bolt shot out straight at his hand. "AHHh, dammit!!!"
      The pain in his hand was quickly forgotten though, as orange bolts of lightning started to shoot between his DS and pedometer, and it wasn't long before the whole thing devolved into a constant state or orange light with no apparent source for the radiation in between the two devices. "Oh... what's happening? Where's that light coming from?" The air around the two devices became wavy, as if extreme heat were causing air distortions and making a mirage. After another few seconds, the light being emitted by what ever disturbance was present began to grow, casting an orange tint against the bare, beige walls, as well as forcing Joseph to block his eyes.
      A violent storm began to kick up in the room as unseen forces caused the air to begin circulating with intensity, forcing all manner of books and notebooks to fly open. "What the hell is going on!" Able to gain control of his faculties momentarily, Joe backed himself against the wall, and braced himself  for what ever was about to come, but a few seconds after shielding his face the wind died down, almost instantly, as though something had forcefully quieted it. A look from around his hands reveled that the orange tint on the wall was gone. Then, breathing. It was the sound of a creature breathing.
      "It's okay Joseph. I'm not going to hurt you." It was a female voice, though... deep and very powerful, but still unmistakably feminine and comforting. The site waiting for him made Joseph think he had started to hallucinate. She was tall, muscular, and draconic. "Oh come on Joseph, no need to hide in that corner, come on over here and give your dragon a hug." Orange scales covered her, from the top of her head, to her clawed toes, except for her stomach and the bottom of her tail, which was covered in cream colored plate scales. It was the same scale pattern as a dragonite, but she was no ordinary pokemon, no... she was human, or at least, had the dimensions of one. To be more specific, she had the body of a professional weight lifter, her limbs covered in cords of muscle, seemingly three times as thick as him arms, or perhaps even larger. Of course, all the muscles led up to her massive breasts, which might cause any human woman to keel over from the weight, but because this anthro dragonite was easily seven feet tall they seemed perfectly suited to her giant frame.
      Joe still couldn't bring himself to stand up though. He was too in shock, mouth agape at the creature standing in front of him, both terrifying in her very existence, but striking in her amazing beauty. Her muscle complimented her curvature, and her perfect tone made her one of the sexiest beings the college kid had laid eyes on. Perhaps Joseph would have had an easier time appreciating this if he wasn't so overwhelmed by all the miraculous events that had just engulfed him. The creature just smirked at the awe on his face. "Oh, struck dumb by me eh?" She twisted her torso, before flexing her arm in a traditional body builder's pose, "Well you gave me my physique, I suppose you get some right to admire it."
      Then, synapses deep within his mind began firing again, "Rosey?" He squeaked out in meek voice.
      "Yep." She slowly began to walk over to him. "Your dear dragon type, dutifully raised by a wonderful trainer, into a towering super genius of a dragonite." She stood directly over Joseph's sitting body, but he didn't have long to react before she pulled him to his feet. Joseph had never been short, but compared to the seven foot tall giant in front of him, he was tiny, and his eyes met up with the top of her breasts.
      "H..h... how?" The confused trainer stammered out, barely able to keep himself standing without the assistance of Rosey, who was holding him up. Her hands were scaly, but still very smooth
      "Oh, it was simple, for me at least." She started pulling him closer, forcing him up against her giant bosom. Joseph swore he could feel every detail of them through his shirt.  "You made me one of the most intelligent pokemon in the world, and treated me so well..." She let one of her paws run down his back, as if to pet him, "well, all that time spent with legendaries, learning about the nature of the universe, I picked up on a few things." Then she lifted him into the air, carrying him in both arms. The ease of her movements showed her astounding strength. "You should probably sit down dear. You look like you're about to pass out." She laid him down on his bed, sitting beside him, and continuing to explain. "I learned about atoms, quarks, strings, all the things that make up the universe. But dragons are special. We have a way to sense nature around us. But with your training, I began to understand what I was sensing far beyond other organisms. The approximate location of electron, the vibration of string. I can feel it, interpret it. For instance." She looked up, and at the wall. "In the living room of this apartment, your room mate put up an atomic clock."
      Josephs eyes shot open at that. Was she really saying that she was psychic? "But... how?" She simply smiled, and began to stroke his forehead.
      "Like I said. Dragons can sense nature, feel it move around us, by the great intelligence you trained me with made it so I could understand what everything meant. I know what atoms are all around me, how they bond, where there electrons are, how they're moving. I can sense objects, and, with some additional training  from all the wonderful legendaries you introduced me to, I can manipulate them."
      Joseph, still awestruck by the giant of a dragon sitting next to him leaned up in bed, realized what it was she was saying. "What you mean... you can reform matter?!!!"
      Standing up, Joe followed, waiting for her to do something. "Your walls are so drab. It's even more boring that your in game house." She looked at a space on the wall, and it became blurry, as if Joseph had been looking at the wall through a  window no one had ever cleaned, but back in focus, there was a new poster on the wall. It was... a pin up of a pikachu?!!! "I figure your walls could use a bit of eye candy." It was a full size poster of a muscular pikachu woman posing and showing off her chest.
      "Hey, I can't!!!" He blurted out before being interrupted.
      "Oh, right, what would your room mate think." She smiled, before looking towards his room in the apartment. "Probably not much, considering his decorations." Joseph panicked at hearing that, and for the first time, left Rosey out of his site to see Jacob's room. Covered, absolutely covered in pin ups of pokemon. Muscular, thin... even some that were male!
      "Rosey, what are you doing!!!!" She snuck up behind him, surprisingly well for a creature of her size, and wrapped her powerful arms around him.
      "Just showing off." Rosey said with a chuckle. Joseph blinked, and everything was back to normal... and he began to feel her scales up against him. Her muscles were rock hard, and as they wrapped around him they wouldn't budge from slight movements almost like iron bars that were installed into the walls, but they didn't constrict him and were strangely comfortable... not just because her bosom was surrounding.
      "Wait a minute, Rosey!" He tried to spin around in her arms, but her grip was so powerful that his efforts to turn didn't even budge her arms. "Let me get all this straight." Instead of turning his body, he craned his neck back to look up at her. Her huge brown eyes looked down at him playfully. "You learned how to manipulate matter from inside my copy of pokemon soul silver, and materialized in the real world?!"
      "That's right!" She lifted him into the air again, "I'm your big 'ol draconic demigod of physics." She walked into the living room carrying him in both arms. "And..." She set him down in front of the door. "Now that I'm here, I want to take you out on a date."
      It was just one thing after another wasn't it. "Ah... I …. you just come out of nowhere, destroy my vision of the world, and then just ask to take me out on a date? What in the world even makes that your priority after becoming real?" It was a legitimate question. After all, why wasn't she in awe at her situation. Being real, being physical, being able to touch and see.
      "Joseph, I've been real for a long time." Rosey explained all of this in a very light tone of voice. "Ever since you caught me my consciousness has been in there, interacting with our electronic world. I've swum through the ocean, I've tasted wonderful food, and I've felt the rush of a battle. I was real long before I came into your world. All this is, is a change of scenery my dear. No pokemon in this reality... but best to leave that for later. No, I've been wanting to take you out for a while. After all, I know everything about you. I've seen you through that screen, read you emotions and life like a book." She wrapped her limbs around his body, pulling them together again. "I know you like an old friend. We walked across the world together and I watched you become the pokemon league champion. Of course, you don't know much about me, but we can fix that." She stroked him down his back again, affectionately of course. "You have a lot to learn about me, and a lot to learn in general. Why don't we go to Mikley park? We can talk more there."
      "bu... but.." He tried to interrupt.
      "Don't worry about us being seen." They could see the bathroom mirror from where they were standing, and Rosey's reflection was of a six foot tall, muscular human girl. Being that Rosey was still a giant among normal humans, she would stand out in  a crowd, but she was still a human. Joseph just did a tripple take between the giant dragonite next to him, and the human reflection, wondering if he might be hallucinating. "Neat trick isn't it. To the select few who can resolve the photons us pokemon give off, I'll appear like this, to everyone else, I'll just be your standard female body builder." She flexed her muscle, showing off its power. It practically doubled in volume, and the mirror human repeated the action. "I could get a job as a stunt girl in Hollywood. What do you think, good enough to be in the movies?"
      She returned her glare to Joseph, still with the stunned look on his face. "So, Mikley park?"

      It wasn't the cool fall air that or nice ambiance of the city park that put Joseph at ease, and able to accept his situation, but rather time. Time to accept that a dragon could travel from his game into the real world, the she could manipulate reality, that she wanted to go on a date with him... really she was quite beautiful, but he had so many questions, and she was patiently answering all of them.
      "So, there's a whole other world in there?"
      "Pretty much. We all hang out in there, and its pretty nice. Of course, I figured a change of scenery would be nice, plus the real world is different. Life in a computer game is okay. Regimented and predictable I guess. I mean, its not like its boring in there, but the real world can be so much more exciting, and we can create our own excitement now can't we." She had a mischievous look in her brown eyes as she began to look around at the world.
      "Huh, what do you mean by that?" He hadn't read too much into the comment, because... well, time had also allowed him to appreciate her subtle beauty. Rosey was still a pokemon, and that definitely got in the way of any sexual thoughts he could have had, but she still had a human figure, and her scales were starting to grow on him... they were softer than he imagined. Though, it was hard not to notice with her arm always around his back. Though he always had to suppress a feeling of panic anytime someone walked by them,  They never reacted to the giant dragon though. Occasionally the amazon on the park bench with the skinny dude got a look, but never the seven foot tall orange dragon anthro with E cup breasts.
      Then, as he followed her eyesight, he remembered those posters... and the fact that in game dragonites didn't have giant breasts. "Wait... you can't possibly..." She was looking straight at a couple on a park bench across the walking trail from them.
      "They're a nice couple, probably go to the same college as you... well, same university anyway." The guy was skinny and short, and looked like he didn't tan well. His hair was short brown and pretty unkempt. He was wearing blue jeans, and a T-shirt with pikachu on it. Honestly, the pokemon shirt, combined with his size almost made him look like a middle schooler, but Rosey, apparently also a bit of a mind reader, knew better. "He's a lot like you." She pulled Joseph even closer. "A pokemon fan in college, a bit more sure of his direction in life though." Joe's attention then moved to the young lady next to him. She was a little bit shorter than her boyfriend, with long blond hair, and was also wearing a t-shirt and jeans, though her shirt was a solid light yellow, that reflected the sun a bit harshly. The two were working together on something though.
      "They're studying biochemistry together. He's reading off reactions, and she recites the mechanism from memory. They've been doing it the whole time." She looked back down at Joseph. "Though I suppose human ears can't get this kind of resolution. She's also a pokemon fan, though... and I get the feeling she'd like to take the relationship a bit further than it currently is. You know Joseph... Biochemistry is such a difficult science... they deserve a little reward, don't you think?"
      "No, that's impossible, a poster maybe, but you can't change humans!" Joseph said in a hushed voice as if trying to keep the secret. Both of their eyes lit up, as though they had just realized something. "Rosey... what ever you're doing stop it!" They both seemed worried about something, but not panicked... which was odd because the girl started to grow a very fine yellow fur over her whole body. She looked at herself, running her hands over the soft follicles as her yellow fur pelt grew into place. Almost at the same pace as her fur, the girls muscles began to swell in size, and the rate picked up, her nose and mouth grew into a short muzzle, flanked by her red electric cheeks. "Rosey!!! You can't turn people into pokemon!!!"
      The draconic amazon didn't listen to him. She knew his reservations, even without looking into his mind, though, she had already addressed them. The male of the couple, apparently, was not in awe, and had wrapped her in a big hug, holding them close together, a hug which she reciprocated. "They look so cute together." Her ears grew pointy, and slowly moved to the top of her head, her blond hair elongating, as she grew into a full anthro pikachu, a lightning bolt tail, appearing through jeans.
      "She... do they not notice?" How could they not be freaked out? How could a woman grow yellow fur and just start making out? "Rosey change her back! She can't live as a pikachu, even if her boyfriend seems to... enjoy it." He was running his hands over her body, seemingly feeling all that new fur, even running a hand over her new tail.
      But the transformation didn't end there, her muscles were still swelling with strength, and her boyfriend started to look even shorter... especially as the woman grew to five foot five... already taller than her short boyfriend... then to five foot seven... six foot. She was growing right before their eyes!!! Her clothes became strained, stitches popping, shoes ripping open, revealing her digitigrade paws Six foot three... and stopping at six foot six. Completely naked, showing off her massive arms, legs, and toned stomach. She looked more ripped than any body builder on TV. Her only response, moaning... The woman only felt turned on. Growing fur, muscle, bones stretching and forming, she could only feel a heat burning inside her for more of her boyfriend, to feel his hands run over her thighs  and touch every new inch of sinewy muscle that coated her.
      "You see my love" Rosey stated, still looking at the other bench. "I can adjust the way people give off light so that most people see them as human. It's how everyone sees me as a human, but If I make adjustments to people eye's than they can see our real forms. Most people will never see her buff pika side, they'll see a very tall muscular girl, but not one with fur. She'll go on to lead a normal life."
      Her thighs kept growing though, filling out as if Rosey wanted to find more places to stuff muscle onto her frame. Almost rivaling that growth were her breasts, already comically large on her frame, but it all added up to more primal heat in her mind. Stopping to feel her own breasts could wait, for now she just revelled in her love groping them, squishing them underneath his hands as she wildly kissed him, pinning his tiny body to her muscular one with sheer manpower.
      "Why is she so..." The pika girl pinned her boyfriend to the bench. Her breasts now exceeded any bra size, almost a food in diameter each with giant nipples that stuck out of either side, "uh... big?" Her thighs were massive as well, three times as thick as any human legs, with a circumference of at least three feet, muscle folding in on itself.
      "They've been studying so hard." Rosey said, drawing her human in closer and putting more of her weight on him. "They never have time for anything romantic." The pikachu woman grabbed her boyfriend with her legs, getting more leverage to press her chest up against his. Forcing the soft breast flesh up against him, the touch of her lover the only thing that could release the insane heat in her body.They didn't seem to be able to think about anything other than their rampant lust. "Those two wanted to be sexual with each other, and now all that pent up attraction is coming out in her. A chest larger than any normal woman could handle, and thighs big enough to cut tree trunks. The perfect hypertrophic hour glass figure, and plenty turned on to." With a single motion, the pikagirl ripped her lovers shirt in to pieces, making sure he felt every square inch of her boobs. "They'll have a hard time doing anything but having sex for a while."
      "But... doesn't she know what's happened to her... that she been transformed?" She shifted upward, making sure a bit of her flesh was resting on her lovers face, both moaning as they rubbed over each others bodies.
      "Oh believe me, she can feel every bit of it. She knows how powerful that body is, she know how big her breasts are. Trust me, no woman could fail to notice those. But right now, she doesn't want anything more than for her new body to be touched.They'll talk it over later I'm sure." Suddenly, the pikachu leaned up a bit, but the extra height didn't stop her boyfriend from being pinned down from her newly acquired assets. She stood up, and Joseph had a hard time controlling himself. She was so sexy, he could barely contain himself. "I think they're off to find some place more private, lets let them." She stood letting those massive mammaries hang down and showed them off to the world, but they didn't throw off her posture. It seems there was enough power in that body to support what must have been forty pounds of breast flesh with ease. And all forty pounds was about to get years worth of pent up lust all at once.
      "Come on dear" Rosey said standing from the bench, lifting her human with her. "Let's go find something else to do."




      On one hand, Joseph felt immense relief. Rosey said that girl would be able to lead a normal life, but even with the explanations his mind buzzed with the word, how? "How can you know they'll be okay. We need to at least talk to them! How can you even do that, just changing someone's body?"
       They had only walked a a few minutes away from the hyper pikagirl and her boyfriend, surely they were already off to home. "There's no need to talk to them. I planted a virtual novel in each of their heads. They both know no one can see her, they both know it was another pokemorph that changed her and brought out all that lust in them. As for transforming them, honey, I jumped between dimensions, making this new body from scratch. After that, reforming other people's bodies is just a matter of practice." The paved trail they were walking on was one that was frequented by joggers running through the park. One ran by them. At a little over six feet tall, he stood over joseph. A blue wife beater... shorts, a pretty typical jogger through and through. After running past them, he leaned on a tree to catch his breath. "Here, time me on this one. I can do it without him even noticing."
       "Rosey! Please, contain yourself a bit." He stood supporting his boding with his right arm against the tree.  Within moments of Rosey finishing her statement, he began to grow fuzzy. It wasn't fur, no, more like down, down feathers growing from his body. Blue on his arms and head, but from his neck down to his waist was white... at least what he could see, most of it was covered up by the clothes.
      "His name's Jacob by the way."  Jacob, suddenly smiled. He didn't feel full of himself so much as... accomplished. Pleased with himself. This seemed wholly distracting from the feathers growing all over his body.Some of the splotches were black though. Some unseen force drove his hair to stand up on end, at least what hair was still visible on the top of his head, as it converted into blue feathers. He was a blue jay! That's what Rosey was turning him into. Long feathers began to push out from under his shirt, that Jacob subconsciously moved back and forth, but long ones, about nine inches long began to grow outward from his arms, making them look like avian wings.
      Jacob suddenly stopped supporting himself. He wasn't out of breath, in fact, he felt great! He began running in place, why stay still for long? Why not keep running? "I bet I could run another two miles!" He proclaimed, doing another series of stretches.  The jogger went through a routine, pulling his arms down behind his back, etc. etc., "Oh, I haven't felt this good in a while!" His nose and mouth stretched forward, becoming much less flesh like and shinier as they formed into a solid beak. If his feet were turning into birds feet, then Jacob certainly didn't show it, and his shoes covered any of the rest of it up.
      "There, done." Rosey said in a triumphant tone. Only a minute passed, and the jogger took off on his route without so much as a flinch from growing feathers. "Like my work?"
      "Rosey!!! You can't keep doing that! He didn't even seem to know.."he couldn't talk for long before the giantess interrupted.
      "Did you already forget? He knows everything already. He hasn't thought too much about his new body, but he knows no one can see it." It was then that the logic finally penetrated Joseph's mind. The pikagirl and the jogger. She didn't change their lives, only their bodies. Sure, she was a lot more busty and he... well seemed to have more self esteem but what was important about them remained unchanged.
      A single question still buzzed through his mind though. How? "How do you do it?" He asked, awe still audible. "How do you get them that information? How do you change them? How do you keep a man from panicking after he grows feathers?!"
      Again, Joseph felt a powerful limb move behind him. It was her tail this time, pulling the student against the dragons side. "I can tell you everything, but coming up with all those feathers and cup sizes kinda takes it out of me. Come on, its five, we can beat the dinner crowd if we're fast enough."
      Dinner how could he think of eating at a time like this? "No really, I need to know, how is any of this possible? You just keep telling me you have powers and leaving it at that!"
      She just smiled, "It'll be a working dinner, I promise."


"Uh... I am starving!" Rosey said as they sat down at the Chinese buffet, carrying two plates full of food. Her trainer couldn't bring himself to eat though, and still had a million questions.
      "Like the fur, how did you make the fur?" He had piled a few pieces of chicken onto his plate, but didn't really have a mind to eat them.
      "Well the fur was the easier part." She spoke in between bites. The anthro dragonite had an appetite like an anime character, she seemed to be a bottomless pit, but Joseph had watched the olympics, and knew that athletes sometime ate metric tons of food to have the energy to keep going. With Rosey's muscle mass, she probably needed a lot of food to maintain her body. "Human's already have hair follicles all over their body. At first its just a matter or rearranging the keratin, and reforming a few molecules into the new pikchin pigment by braking away a few double covalent covalent bonds from the keratin. Of course to make it permanent I have to rearrange the genetic strands and the easiest way to use the bodies amino acid production and recycling system to alter the baseline without splitting the strands, but that requires I deactivate the DAM Methylase to prevent the body from thinking my alterations are mutations that need to repaired while I set them in place." She said it all without a breath.
      A great look of confusion adorned her trainer's face. "Wait, woah slow down!" He interrupted her.
      "Oh, sorry. I shouldn't have assumed you knew so much about genetics."
      "Wait, so you alter their biochemistry, and their genetics, at the level of molecules?!!" He had a great lacking in the area of biology, but he still knew that working on the molecular level was impossible.
      "Yep. Everything you saw was my own genetic engineering, using the bodies enzymes in ways they never could have evolved for. It's a lot of hard work, going through every cell, making sure every gene is rewritten correctly, every molecule is shifter correctly. Well, I keep talking about it un terms of molecules, but I do most of my work on a sub quantum level. Humans don't have a name for the realm of physics yet." She giggled, a comical sight coming from such a muscular dragon, "Think maybe they'll name it after me?"
      "That... the level of detail in transforming a human being... that's astounding?! How can you do it?" A smile just adorned her draconic muzzle.
      "Like I said, I can sense subatomic particles, how they move and how they act. Then, I can give them the nudge in the right direction."
      "But reading minds? Reading DNA? Even if you can "Sense" nature, which I'm still not sure what that means, how are you able to comprehend any of it enough to know what's someone's DNA is like, or what they're thinking?"
      "Sweetie, it just takes some practice, and a good bit of training from people who know their way around the universe." She started to look around the room. "Maybe you need to be a dragon to understand. Like those two." She was looking at two people sitting at a booth on the other side of the restaurant.
      "Huh.. oh wait, are you planning something for them?" The two sitting at the table were very different looking fellows. One was skinny, about six foot tall, maybe a little under, with short unkempt brown hair. He looked lanky, and a little pale. He was dressed in khaki shorts with black T-shirt that had a picture of a jade dragon on it. The man sitting across from his looked strikingly different. He was fat, quite fat, at least 300 pounds and his tight red t-shirt (again, with a picture of a green dragon this time) did little to hide his adipose frame. The fat man, who looked to be around twenty, was a little bit taller than his friend but it was hardly noticeable from the way they were sitting and had black hair that matched companion's style.
      "Yes, I'm planning a little demonstration for you. Maybe call it a lesson." Her focus stayed on the two young men at the booth. They looked like friends, but didn't talk, or even make eye contact much. "Those two are best friends, absolutely inseparable, but the problem is, they're both furries."
      "What?" Joseph said in a hushed voice, as if the two in the booth might hear them talking from across the room ."Those people that dress up in costumes from the episode of CSI, I thought they made that up."
      "Nope, They're a full online community, and..." she turned a sly eye back at her trainer, "you've been gawking at an anthro dragon yourself for half a day." Back to the task at hand. "Until now, they've always pictured each other as dragons over their computers, this is the first time they've met in person, and they don't really know how to act around each other, it seems."
      "You're going to turn them into dragons then?" A lot had changed in a few minutes. The idea of morphing someone's physical being now seemed completely fine to him with the knowledge that they wouldn't be outcasts afterwards.
      "In a manner. They're fat dragons, so, I'll have to make that skinny one gain a few hundred pounds."
      "Wait, they're fat dragons?"
      "Yep, they like to imagine themselves as obese anthro dragons. I don't know where the appeal comes from myself," Joseph stole a quick glance at her arm and the chords of muscles there, "but they want to be fat... that'll be a bit more of a challenge, but advantageous in its own way."
      "The first step is to implant the calming message in they're mind, its a short explanation of what exactly is going on, everything what they need to know. I do it by altering proteins chains in the part of their brain responsible for memory. I have to take the base proteins, and reform the bonds to make the memory proteins. This is actually the most difficult part, but there's not much I need to plant in their brains. The thoughts are pretty simple ones. All is well, you are normal to others. Basic to plant really, then a few facts about myself and their transformation." Their eyes widened a bit, flooded with new information. Again, they both seemed to take it rather well
      'What does that feel like?' Joseph wondered to himself, 'having someone rearrange chemicals in  your head, or any of the other things she does.' The pair seemed to relax in their chair a bit, with an intense look in their eyes, a contrasting picture.
      "The next step is mental as well. The knowledge I put into their heads does a lot to calm them down, but to make sure they can't feel the physical transformation, which can be painful and uncomfortable I bring out an emotion or feeling in them. Our pikagirl was lust and love, the blue jay jogger was his self esteem. Considering these two fancy themselves and blobs, I think will bring out their appetites." They both started to look vaguely uncomfortable, but not exactly starving as they just leaned forward and started eating a bit faster. "Best to ramp that one up slowly."
      "Now, with muscles, there's a process for hijacking the cells cytoskeleton transport system to force the cells to stretch out and contract rapidly. We're talking months of work outs in a matter of seconds, of course, getting them up to the sizes they like as dragons will be quite the challenge. They'll need increased muscles to feel the draconic power, but... then we get the fat on them and to really feel like dragons they'll need a whole lot more." Joseph could tell she was dumbing down the technical details in her language, but it still went over the sophomore's head. He didn't know what a cytoskeleton was, he didn't even know how muscles got bigger. If that morning, he had been dissatisfied with the education he was getting, then now, it was seriously letting him down.
      "Their fat cells... well, thing is the world's greatest scientist couldn't induce mitosis in a fat cell, its impossible, so we're going to have to increase their food uptake." The skinny one started running his hands over his arms, feeling the muscles rise up and give his lithe body some definition and power. "That's easy enough, but the skinny one, his draconic name is Gahtren by the way, will need to pic up the pace severely." Even as he admired his sudden gain of muscle that made his body feel light as a feather, his hands suddenly shot towards his gut. "Just a quick jolt to his hypothalamus. And boom, an appetite to rival that of king Kong's. Now the one who's already fat, his name is Drakin, well... he'll probably need a plate soon." Joseph could easily see the measly scraps on his plate wouldn't be enough.
      Gahtren said something to Drakin that he couldn't make out from across the room before bolting back to the buffet, but that just gave Joseph time to look over the new changes. Putting definition on him would have been difficult, instead, his fat limbs and belly became much firmer and they could see the power under neath the pounds of fat on him. "Now for the scales... hmm, doing to at once is a bit more complicated. The top layer of skin cells is dead, so I'll need to transform a lower layer and have their epidermis slough off." Drakin had gotten up himself to go get food right as Gahtren returned with his own plate. As he sat there, he began to turn a shade of pale green seen through transparent skin. The morphing human absentmindedly  scratched as huge portions of skin fell off his body like he were a shedding snake.
      "Eughh..." Joseph said. "That's just kinda freaky." As the human flesh fell ohh, it revealed the blue green scales underneath, and soon he was covered with them, except his belly where his was colored white. Drakin returned in much the same condition, pieces of dead skin hanging off, revealing his dark green scales underneath, but unlike Gahtren, his belly was covered with yellow plate scales. Though, Rosey was a quick worker, and they had already started the process of gaining weight.
      "I don't need them to digest the food really, its just easier if the material is already inside them." As both started to eat, their stomach started to expand. Before the weight gain hit in full swing, gaining pounds by the second, it was grotesque in a way, but Joseph couldn't pull his eyes away. "It's actually a lot simpler than the pika breast tissue. Fat is practically made to expand like this. What muscle had been given to them vanished under their emerging girth. "This takes a lot of focus but horns are easy." On Gahtren's forehead, above his eyes two black nubs began to grow, the stretched upwards, and as the ends became points, the curved backward, up over his head. Another set grew out of the side of his head, again, curving backwards. Drakin too, while bloating from his meal, so much so his obese stomach began to push against the table, had another set of horns grow from behind his ears. They grew forward from his head, curving up slightly like a steers. The bovine comparison was quite apt though, as each dragon in the making seemed to weigh well over four hundred pounds now.
      "I don't think I can make them as big as they want... about 500 pounds will do though. With their new draconic strength  they should still be incredibly powerful." Joseph just had to wonder why in the world anyone would ever want to bloat out like these guys were. They had boobs, for crying out loud, giant dragon male breasts! They had split out of their clothes a few moments ago, but didn't seem to be bothered by the development.
      "Uh, Rosey... how can you make them 500 pounds with only about two pounds of food?" He asked taking his eyes off the transformees.
      "Well, Its a sub quark reaction involving a pretty novel use of the bodies smaller  RNA subunite... but sense you don't know about anything on the sub quark level, I don't think you'd be able to understand my explanation." Well, he hadn't been able to understand them so far, why change that now. As the morphing dragons finished, a familiar site played out as their tails and muzzles grew in, making them both stumble with their forks as Drakin nearly shoved a fork full of kung pow chicken into his nose. "The snouts and tails are a simple rearrangement of the genetic code. Humans have the code for tails, just deactivated at several points. I just need to reactivate it, fix all the damage done by years of non use, and speed along the development with a healthy does of stem cells. Again, their eating makes this a lot easier. Pulling in more material from the air gets difficult after a while."
      "Wait, material from the air?" They both shifted in their seats, sliding over so their new fat tails could hang down to the sides, wagging as they both finished their plates.
      "Well, yeah, you can't just create it from nothing. Even their weight came from some place, though, sub quark reactions are tricky." It was difficult to make out all the little things falling into place. Claws growing out through their digits, and spikes growing down Drakin's back. Big wings sprouted out of his back with hardly any fanfare. Both of them, sat there as the giant obese dragons they had only pretended to be on the internet up to that point. "And there you go, see it simple really. Just reprogram a few cells, make a few stem cells, and then induce super rapid proliferation."
      Joseph hadn't been able to pick out a word she had said. For the past 15 minutes they had sat there, turning to normal human into giant fat dragons. She had explained every step to him, but he couldn't pick up a single idea.  The two dragons in question were enjoying themselves, getting up, going back for more, then squeezing back into the table. Though now, they were incredibly chatty, embracing each other like close friends... it was quite the transformation.
      They were both wagging their fat tails as they ate and talked simultaneously. They were having a blast. Though, after a point, and after probably having eaten three pounds of food, they both got up. Odd sights the two of them, but then they embraced each other, squishing their fat bodies together wearing only the biggest toothy smiles in the world.
      "You know." Rosey said finishing off her beef. "Some furries are straight normally, but bi when it comes to their online games." She rose from the table to pick up more to eat, after all, she needed a bit more energy after everything she had expended today. "I wonder if they're sharing a room."

      An hour later they were back at his apartment. The rest of the dinner had gone very quietly, as Joseph had been deep in thought. He had sat at the table doing nothing but reflecting over the past few hours' events, people turning into a pikachu, animals and dragons, a pokemon coming into his world and being in love with him. Oddly though nothing had seemed horrifying, in fact, it had been pleasant after he got over the shock of seeing someone shed their skin to reveal scales.
      Rosey had let him go through all this while keeping an eye on him, making sure he wasn't distressed. Over the course of finishing the remainder of her meal, the dragon watched as her trainer's face morphed from awe, to curiosity, to deep introversion. What thoughts had her demonstrations put in his head? "Come on dear sit down." She gently nudged him over to the living room sofa, still alone in the apartment. "So tell me babe, what's on your mind, you've been silent for a while."
      "Well... uh... everything. It's a bit overwhelming to say the least." Rosey pulled him on to the couch making sure there wasn't and inch of space between the two of them. "Watching you change all of those people. After I got over people transforming... I really liked it!" Rosey stretched a powerful arm around him. "I want to be able to do that!" Her hand started to stroke his side, practically petting him. "Can... Can you teach me to do any of that?" A smile stretched across her face as Rosey craned her head down closer to his.
      "Yes honey I think I can."
      "Oh! I want to learn everything! Scales, muscles, hair color! Everything that... I..." Then he remembered, in between Rosey's physics lessons, she had mentioned that her ability to sense particles was draconic. Her transformative powers were extensions of her abilities as a dragon. A lightning bolt shot through his head, and it occurred to him what he had just asked her to do.
       "Do you... really love me?" He couldn't avoid talking about it now. Its something that had occurred to him on the walk back. So much time spent thinking about the transformations when one of the first things he learned about her sat in the back of his head.
      "Of course I do dear." She pulled the young human into a powerful hug, his head fitting in between her pert breasts. Joseph could only blush madly. "I learned a lot about you  from in there. What you like, your classes. Every day you'd start up the game, I would feel your mood,  what was making you happy or sad. I talked and walked with you every day in the game. It wasn't hard for me to fall in love with you."
      "But" he spoke, muffled by the embrace. "I hardly know you."
      "No, you don't. But I knew that when I came over here. I got tired of admiring you from a distance." Her voice was soft and sweet, still in the deep tones that one would expect of a dragon, but vary caring. Just hearing her voice put Joseph at ease. "Its like I spent months working up the nerve to walk across the room and ask you out. I was hoping we could go out, start a life as a normal couple."
      The situation felt surprisingly calm and normal. Being hugged by a dragon, a few hours experience had made this all feel normal. "I never expected you to react so positively to my powers though. Oh honey, we're going to be anything but normal. We're going to be the most extraordinary pair the world has ever seen."
      "So, you mean... you're planning to,"
      "Yes. Joseph, I'm going to make you into a dragon just like me." The world momentarily went out of focus, but only for a moment. He became aware of what was going to happen to him, an image of a green dragon, a flygon, and the knowledge that it wouldn't hurt and not to panic. There was no need for him to be told these things, he simply knew, like realizing something he had forgotten. "I'm going to teach you everything I know, the draconic sense, the ability to manipulate the world around you." Joseph felt oddly relaxed. The moment of confusion had released all tension from his muscles, and he felt as though nothing bad could happen to him now. "And the whole time, I'm going to love every bit of you."
      The living skin cells transforming into scales actually just felt like warmth bubbling up under his skin, that is until his epidermis started to shed. The dead cells sloughing off started with a tingling sensation  that resembled his limbs falling asleep. Slowly, and still unsure of everything, he began to slowly tug at it, peeling his old skin away to reveal his new deep green scales. "I like them," Rosey said, running her claws up and down his transformed arm, "they match your eyes so well."
      Joseph looked away from Rosey and walked slowly towards his bathroom mirror, but he was unable to look himself over as he was bombarded by odd sensations. "What..." his mouth, jaw, eyes, muscle, everything began to radiate with warmth but the sensation quickly turned to a slight queasiness, like he was sick. "What are you doing to me?" For a minute he felt aroused, then happy. Fear over took him at one point, so powerful he wanted to sprint for the door, but it lasted a second before taking on another emotion, and another like his subconscious mind was confused on how to feel about being transformed into a dragon.
      "Sorry dear. Being transformed into a dragon requires hormone changes on a grand scale. Your organs will shift, grow, some even lost." The others that day... some hadn't even noticed their new bodies. Why did Joseph feel all of this. "I let the others get lost in an emotion. Arousal, hunger, it takes their mind away from their slow morphing. You're feeling everything, because I know you want to feel everything. You wanted to know every sensation that a human gaining a new body was going through."
      Really, most of the sensations were either numbness or warmth. As his face stretched out into a muzzle, the skin went numb until the nerves grew out to meet it. When sensation did return it was a quagmire of hot and cold, smooth and rough, nerves firing without his human mind knowing how to interpret the myriad of signals. As his brain was altered, the additions to his body felt normal once more.
      Rosey was so proficient at altering other being's physical forms that all of this, the millions of cell divisions and genetic engineering, took place in a matter of seconds before Joseph could finally reach the mirror. "A...Impossible." The super muscular dragonite was right behind him though. She wrapped both of her arms around him, embracing the morphing dragon right as the base of his spine started to tingle... and go numb. He had seen it, it was completely possible, but looking at himself, green with a muzzle... it wasn't real.
      "Honey, with me, nothing is impossible." Her powerful hug became stronger slowly. Joseph was happy to relax into the hug, the constant cycle of numbness and sensation slowing down all over his body. However, a powerful enervation swept over his body. His legs turned to jelly underneath him, and he would have hit the floor if not for Rosey's grip on him. Shortly after, the flygon's arms became incredibly weak, and soon every inch of him felt too heavy to lift, and his head sank down. "Oh, come on sweetie," she propped his head back up toward the mirror with a move of her finger, "you'll miss the best part!"
      Slowly but surely, his muscle were growing. His pipe cleaner arms were expanding, bulging out into a form that would take years to develop if he did it the natural way. It started with a slight bulge, then with curves over his stomach, Joseph's pecs raised off of his chest while his legs ballooned up. If it hadn't been for his focus on the powerful weakness that took over his body, the transforming dragon might have noticed his whole frame stretching out a few inches. It was ironic, him sitting here, limbs growing to twice their thickness in muscle, but feeling as weak as a newborn kitten. Did it have something to do with the transformation? The pichu gal didn't have problems. Was it something that beautiful dragonite covered up for her.
      "There sweetie, done." Energy returned to his body, allowing Joseph to stand on his own strength again. Rosey released him, allowing him a full view of his new form. Emerald green scales all around, a tail that stretched to the floor, wings that had a span as long as his arms. He tested those wings, stretching them wide while curling his back to flex his whole body. That felt... natural, a real part of him, like he had always had wings. They curved to and flexed to his every whim like any other limb, and the same went for his tail. Then, there was his muscle, the physique that had been given to him in a matter of seconds. He pulled an arm up and flexed it. His bicep must have been as thick as a lead pipe. Though, standing behind him in that reflection was Rosey. That big beautiful orange dragoness. She flexed her right arm just behind is, showing off the inches of muscle that raised over his own arm. "Aww, don't worry dear. We'll get you into training, and I'm sure you be just as buff as me in no time."
      He quickly spun around to look directly at her. His pokemon, or at least, he used to think of her that way. She wasn't anything that belonged to him. No, she was a woman, an incredibly sexy woman. Joseph wanted to digest everything that had just happened to him, the events of these past few minutes, his transformation, his new body, but with her body taking up the newly formed dragon's field of view, Rosey was all that penetrated his mind. Every inch of her body, each curve in her muscles, not to mention her giant chest was flooding Joseph's mind with desire for her.
      The alterations to his mind, his sex drive started to come into full affect. If she was desirable before, she was practically a goddess now. He couldn't help but trace his eyes over every inch of her muscles, all of which seemed to lead to her gigantic chest. "Oh... its okay dear, just go ahead and take it all in." She reached forward, and pulled Joseph against her making the newly formed Flygon feel every inch of her chest as well. "Maybe I should give you a hand adjusting to all those hormones?" The dragon was too racked with desire to make a response before she leaned down and kissed him right on the muzzle. Even with his new height, Rosey was still taller by a good few inches, and she practically engulfed his body with a single hug.
      "We have so much to go through dear. I have so much to teach you, but for now, I think I just want to be with you." Holding the flygon, she started to walk back over to Josephs room, and the pokemorph finally managed to eek out some English.
      "You're beautiful!" He stated quickly.
      She kissed him again feeling him return the gesture, "Beauty is nothing dear. Nothing compared to what we'll have for the rest of our lives."

      Joseph sat in the office. The department of physics was a far cry from his normal part of campus, but it was worth the trek to finally change his major. A month had passed since the day he was given his new body, gained the draconic sense that made him almost omniscient within a range of a few feet. Of course, only a few days with his love had convinced him to change his major. "This is going to mean a much heavier course load, I won't be able to spend as much time at home."
      "Don't worry dear." The giantess sat next to them, their cream and green scales contrasting greatly to them, but everyone else just saw an athletic couple waiting in the departments advisory office. She grabbed Joseph's hand, "I can always help you study, even if you find me a bit distracting." She leaned over and kissed her beu on the cheek.
      "Mr. Jamison?" He wasn't that nervous about changing his major. If nothing else, he had all of his general education courses out of the way. "Come on in and sit down!" He slowly got up and left Rosey's grasp. Walking away from the wonderful dragonite always felt like daggers in his heart.
      The office was cold, a little cramped with only a computer desk and uncomfortable chairs inside. A normal university office for student business. "So why do you want to change your focus to theoretical physics Mr. Jamison?" Joseph just looked straight at him, watching him type some of his information in on the computer.
      "Oh you know the normal stuff. Inspired by Carl Sagan, Star Trek... and uh..." The man's ears had started to become pointed, almost cat like as they shifted up his head, before Joseph noticed that his skin was off color... it was fur almost tiger stripped. "And well, my girlfriend has a lot to do with it too."
       The transforming anthro tiger looked at him like nothing was wrong. "Oh well, don't change your major because you want the same classes as your girlfriend."
      He stopped typing for a moment, just long enough for Joseph to answer, "There's way more to this than just her."