DRAGON-ITE

DRAGONITE ENERGY

“You’ve been putting on pounds, haven’t ya?”

“Oh, shut up.” Matthew said to his friend, Jeff, tugging his shirt down defensively. It was true, he HAD been gaining weight lately, and it was starting to show. He swore to himself he would be more careful with what he ate, but it just kept coming. He patted his belly and grumbled.

Jeff threw his soda can away and put a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “Eh, probably just hormones or something. Anyway, lunch break’s almost done, I’ll see ya after class, alright?” After a confirmation from Matthew, Jeff left his friend.

Matthew checked to make sure the bathroom was empty, then raised his shirt and looked at the mirror. His belly was noticeably distended, and although Jeff didn’t mention it, he knew he had grown taller overnight. He put his shirt back down and took a drink from his soda. “Mm...” Matthew smiled as he looked at the can. This new brand that they put in the machines were delicious and did a great job keeping his energy up, even if it was a bit expensive. Still, DRAGON-ITE definitely earned his money. He gulped the rest of the soda down and threw the can away, heading for class just as the bell rung. He stopped just at the door, putting a hand to his belly as it rumbled. He grimaced and shifted uncomfortably, before shaking his head and continuing on his way.
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Jeff shivered as he ran into his house and up the stairs, dashing into the hall bathroom, leaving his bag out on the floor. He locked the door and stepped in front of the mirror, quickly stripping to his boxers and staring at his body. After lunch at school, he had started feeling a bit bloated. As the last bell drew nearer, that bloating feeling turned into full on stomach cramps, and he ran home after Matthew didn’t show up at the gate. Jeff didn’t like what he saw in the mirror.

His gut had distended quite amazingly. Jeff was known for being quite thin. But now there it was, a visible, round belly on his figure. “Th-the hell... uurgh...” Jeff held his gut and fell to his knees, groaning as his body began to grow out. He had to had gained at least a foot in height before it stopped, and now his body was aching and cramping all over. “G-gotta call some... uuugh!” Jeff stood up, wobbling in his unfamiliar body, stepping out of the bathroom and grabbing his bag, heading to his room.

On the way over, however, he tripped over his feet. He grunted as he landed on his gut, cursing to himself and looking down at his body. He yelled in fear and shock as his feet visibly shifted, 5 toes turning into 3, and shifting even further, becoming sharp white claws. He wiggled them a bit, shaking as he saw his skin get replaced by small orange scales. He crawled towards his room, dragging himself in as his numb legs shifted, thighs bulking out considerably as the weight and muscle moved around in his legs. “What is... nng... going on...!?” Jeff shook as he climbed into bed, the furniture creaking under his newfound weight as his lied on his back, staring down at his body.

He put a hand to his belly as cream-colored scales covered it, panting and giving a bestial coo as the same scales spread up his belly to his chest, then to his neck. “N-nn... wh-why does it feel so...” he gasped as his arms shortened, rounding up as his thumbs and pinkies retracted, the remaining fingers turning into sharp claws on the fat stubs that were his hands. He stared at his 2 new hands, sweating in nervousness/excitement as they were covered in the same orange scales his legs were. That same orange coloration spread through the rest of his body. Jeff grunted as he sat up, wiggling out of his ripped boxers and staring at his increasingly unfamiliar body. The changes weren’t over and he knew.

But at the same time, he didn’t WANT them to be over yet either.

Jeff blindly stood up from his lopsided bed, patting his gut with a dumb grin, scratching it with his claws and cooing at the feeling of his scales being pressed and pushed around. Jeff’s didn’t even notice his voice changing pitch, or becoming more bestial and flowing.  He gasped as he felt a pressure in his rear, moaning and bending over as a large draconic tail grew out, covered in orange and cream scales. He turned around and gave it a few test swishes, straightening himself out.

The once teenaged boy stared at the mirror in his room. Besides his head, he looked like some sort of fat... lizard thing. He put a claw to his cheek, mind clearing up enough to realize how... wrong all this was. “D-dragonite... N-nite? Dragonite!!” Jeff gasped and grabbed his throat, shocked by the foreign noises coming out of his still human mouth. He gave a bestial yelp as he felt a pressure in his face, watching his nose flatten, nostrils becoming slits as his face pushed out into a round, orange snout. He watched as 2 thin antennae grew out of his head, not feeling a thing as a sharp orange horn grew out in between them.

Jeff fell on his rump in shock, staring into the mirror.

Besides the messy hair on his head, he was completely unrecognizable. A weird lizard from head to toe. “D-dragonite...” Jeff gasped, comprehending what he was saying. Dragonite!? Like... the soda!? Oh crap, Matthew!

Jeff stood up with much effort, grunting as two thin wings unfurled from his back. He stared at them for a while, before shaking his head. Forget Matthew! The whole school!

Jeff looked towards the door, then to his own towering frame. He cursed in his new tongue to himself before charging towards the window, smashing through the wall and glass like paper and effortlessly taking off in flight.
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The school had to be shut down the next day, both from damages and several staff-members not showing up. Nevertheless, they had received many calls about ill/missing students.