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Scrolling through his phone, Jack leans back, groaning softly and leaning back as he rests his other hand on his stomach staring at the screen he wasn’t exactly looking for anything in specific. Just looking at social media to pass the time. It was a slow day, no one was really around, and in general he found himself with nothing to do, it's for that reason that when he saw the ad pop up on his screen, reading “Get rich fast! In only 4 steps!” That he decided to tap it. He knew it was a scam. Those things always were, but he didn’t have anything better to do, and he wanted to have a bit of fun with something. So he figured he’d see where the rabbit hole took him. Instead of taking him to any one site in specific it only brought up a quick little form. One that appeared to just be asking for his name and email didn't exactly seem too malicious, at least he wasn't tech savvy enough to see how they could use something like that against him. But deciding to make a burner email he puts it in and sends it back. He thinks nothing of it, expecting nothing to come of it. Though mere seconds after he gets a notification on the burner account.

Opening up the account he spots an email. The title of the email though was weird, only having one word in it. "Wah?" Jack questions raising a brow as he looks down at it. Whatever it was seemed strange, and he felt compelled to open it. Not out of curiosity but almost out of a strange.. Need to. Hovering his mouse over the email he clicks on the box and it opens up. “Congratulations, you’ve been chosen for our very special once in a lifetime deal. The best way to get rich quickly of course is to be like a proper rich guy. So once more congratulations-” The next part was what appeared to be his name, but it was corrupted, and next to it instead simply read. “Wario” Almost right away Jack could feel his mind cloud, and his nose twitch slightly. Two small green swirls appear in either eyes as he closes the laptop. He couldn’t believe it, what a silly website, all of that just for a prank email. Whoever rented that ad pace must have a good bit of money to spare on a joke like that. Crossing his eyes he looks down at his nose, taking note of how swollen it looked.

“Hmm.. Might need to look a bit into that later.. Must be coming down with something..” He tells himself, rubbing slightly at the underside of it. Also feeling a few small prickles across his finger. Small bits of facial hair rub roughly against his skin. Which was strange too, he did just shave earlier that morning but he didn’t think much of it. He probably just missed a spot, nothing more. Feeling his stomach rumble loudly, Jack makes his way into the kitchen, starting to pour through everything he had. Though popping open the fridge and looking through the pantry he couldn’t find a single thing that looked appealing to him! It wasn’t until he turned around. Looking back at the counter however his eyes landed on a set of Garlic that was resting on top of the counter. Licking his lips, staring at it his stomach rumbles even louder. Something about it was just so appealing. He had never tried anything like that, eating a thing of garlic whole normally would disgust him. But for whatever reason the thought of it now sounded amazing.

Picking up one of the garlic bunches he tosses it up into the air and makes his way up towards the room, feeling like he should just laze around for the rest of the day. His stomach rumbling once more, pushing firmly against the inside of his shirt as it starts to swell and plump up. His muscles throbbing slightly as they too pack on a few pounds. The changes are barely noticeable as he plops himself down on the bed, lifting the garlic up to his mouth he opens up and takes a nice big bite out of it. He shivers, feeling the flavor suddenly burst out into his mouth, for just a moment he comes to his senses, thinking about what the hell he was actually doing.. But as his nose tingles again, growing larger and larger. The skin turns a brighter pink as it grows fat and pointy. Making him take a long, deep breath of the garlic he quickly falls back under the control of those green swirls in his eyes. Taking a few long huffs as he chews. Practically being able to smell his own breath as he plumps up a good bit more. Growing fatter as his shirt starts to ride up on his growing gut. Arms and legs of his clothes tighten as that muscle starts to pile on a bit heavier.

“Mmmm Wwwaaaahhh~” He groans out, rubbing a bit under his nose with a chuckle. That tingling appears once more as the hairs under his nose grow even rougher as they start to surge in size. Growing out in mere seconds into a large, jagged mustache right below his fat, pink nose. The thing twitching slightly as he takes another huge bite of the garlic. Eventually just tossing in the rest of it as he rolls onto his side, patting slightly at his belly as he looks at himself in the mirror. Confusion flickering across his mind for just a moment as he stairs. Raising his brow as he reaches a hand up to squeeze at his nose a few times. It was only now he realized just how bulbous the thing was. He could practically control the thing as he wiggles it back and forth. The mustache wiggling with it, he had to admit.. He looked damn good with one~

Picking up the other clove of garlic he starts to flex in the mirror. Taking another huge chomp out of the clove. Chewing it loudly as with every bite his muscles and gut swell out larger. But there was another feeling. Something a bit deeper down as his pants began to strain. The growth slowly spreads towards his ass. Stuffing the entire clove into his mouth he reaches back giving it another few firm squeezes. Groping and rubbing it all over as he groans softly in pleasure. “Wahahaha~ I feel amazing~” He groans out, taking the garlic out of his mouth, having taken another chomp out of the thing. Once again starting to flex with a low groan he pushes his body as hard as he can flexing firmly. Feeling power coursing through him as with one firm pump of his body he shreds right through his clothes. Making him groan out as his rippling gut, throbbing muscles, and clapping asscheeks wobble burst out of his closing. As he looks over himself he starts to feel his mind swim with confusion. Memories swimming with all kinds of conflicting thoughts. A part of him knowing this was wrong, that he needed to get out of this. But those thoughts were overwritten quickly by thoughts of making money, by just being gross and eating lots of garlic.

In his mind he could feel all of those unneeded and unwanted thoughts being written over, one singular word shining out over the others. A deep resounding “WAH~” Echoes through his mind, wiping away all unwanted thoughts. Making sure all he could hope to hear were those noises, and those greedy, slobbish thoughts. As the changes spread he finds himself losing just a bit of height. Shortening out as his body widens. By this point he could barely remember his own name, let alone what he should have been worrying about. Thinking on it for a few more moments eventually something seems to click, his eyes lighting up, or rather glowing an even brighter green as his face starts to shift and morph. Feeling like a pair of hands were pressing down on all sides of his body. Squishing and squeezing him on his chin and top of his head, while he could feel a pulling sensation on both of his cheeks. A dull, lazy grin flickering across his face reaching down and rubbing at his gut once more, he can’t help but feel like something was ever so slightly off.

There was something he was missing, looking down over himself flexing his arm. And rubbing his gut he saw his body was just as beautiful as ever. That massive wobbling gut, his strong pulsing muscles. His huge nose and the mustache under it. Everything about him was so perfect but he still felt like he was missing something. Just as he starts to think a bit more on it he hears a ringing from downstairs. The sound of the doorbell triggering something in his mind. Feeling his cock twitch, and standing on end he lets out a small cackle and starts to make his way downstairs, all the while continuing to idly stroke at himself. Each and every little pump sends another firm jolt of pleasure through his body. It makes the walk there almost agonizingly long. He could feel himself building to the brink of an orgasm multiple times but with something missing he just couldn’t bring himself to finish. Not until he was looking perfect. Biting his lip softly and letting out another deep, resounding “Waaaahh~” He finally reaches the bottom of the stairs, now standing in front of the door with that dazed, longing grin.

Shaking his head and still stroking her opens the door with his other hand. Finding a simple box outside. Despite its size and heft he effortlessly lifts it up and off the ground and carries it inside. He wastes no time in popping it open and peering inside to only see what appear to be an endless amount of purple, rubbery jockstraps. The things practically seem to glow and shine in the dull light of the living room. Lifting it up and out of the box Wario looks it over in detail lifting out one of many yellow hats emblazoned with a white and purple W. Looking it over there was that feeling of familiarity once more. Giving it a few tilts he smirks softly, reaches up and puts it on. As soon as the hat touches his head he can feel that jolt throughout his body once more. Eyes rolling back as waves of thick, wiry black hair starts to sprout all along his body, his gut, arms, and chest start growing hair all over, the hair across his chest especially welling out into a massive bush, alongside his pits. Lifting his arms up, two thick bushes of black hair pour out.

Wario cackles once more, flexing as he feels his perfect body, feeling his gut shake the hairs tickling at his arms as he brushes across them. Everything about it felt so strange. His mind cloudy. As soon as that jock is slipped on he gives his hips one last firm pump, blowing his load again and again into his jock. Washing out whatever was left of whoever he was before. None of that mattered now, all that was left now was Wario, the big beefy man coming down from his first orgasm of perfection he realized something, he still had work to do. Money to make. Hearing the ding of another new email from the computer he perks up, turning his attention over to the computer he sits down. Feeling his couch creaking, and bending under his massive weight. Opening up the new email he grins. The swirl slowly fading from his eyes as he looks over the email. “Best get to work, you have the merch, better get to giving it out. After all, if everyone is Wario, then Wario owns all the riches!” Grinning Wario picks up the box and nods along. It only made sense, this was the only way to get rich.

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Zach huffs and groans softly as he slowly closes the door behind him. Looking over his shoulder with a bit of a shaky glance. The poor man was still on edge; he could feel his heart was still racing. Holding a hand up to his heart he slumps against the door seeming to pass over the strange wet spot on his clothes. He still couldn’t believe what was happening, that any of this was real. Everything about the situation was happening so fast. Everything fell apart so fast.. But he was getting ahead of himself. Thinking back to the start he remembered when he first heard about what had happened. The strange group of short, muscle-gut hairy men who wandered around town, offering out a few strange things as a part of what at the time Zach and many people assumed were just a pyramid scheme. He wasn’t sure where it started or who was the first of the WAHrios as people called them. But by the time people realized something was wrong with the whole thing they had taken over nearly half of the world.

From there it just kept spreading, everywhere you could turn there were just hoards of fat, hairy guys with huge noses and mustaches. All of them walking around in nothing but a thong, opening stroking themselves off and eating tons of garlic. Zach wasn’t sure if there was anyone else left aside from him. Most forms of communications had been taken over by the strange manly creatures. Leaving him and likely any other survivors without a way to plan a comeback. Slumping down against the door Zach starts to fan himself softly, despite the apartment being absolutely freezing as he came in he could feel it was quickly starting to heat up. Did something happen to him, why was it getting so hard to think. Reaching a hand up as he starts to lightly fan at himself he thinks back to earlier that day. He had been sneaking around town. Doing his best to avoid the hordes of Warios who were trying to hand out more of their merch to any remaining humans. He wasn’t sure what it was but something about them was different than when they first arrived. The smell wafting off them seemed to be even stronger.

It made it easier to determine when they were coming but alongside that, it also just made it harder to think clearly. He remembered hearing one starting to approach him, he managed to hide but that smell hurt his head. He could hear the Wario calling out to them, his deep booming voice and loud “WAHAHAHA”s filled the air around him. But something was different now they felt almost comforting, shaking his head he tried to stand back up though it was like his body was moving on its own. Slowly walking closer, and closer towards the source of the voice. In his dazed state he didn’t even realize he was standing face to face with the man. Despite how horrifying they were, the Warios were a good bit shorter than him. Maybe a foot or two smaller. But they had to be at least twice as wide as he was. It was hard to put into words but the terror the small, hairy man carried with him felt almost otherworldly. The power wafting off his sweaty, muscular form was almost visible in the air around him. Or that could have just been the steam from the heat of his body.

Either way as Zach found himself staring down at this creature he could feel his heart racing, his nostrils flaring to take long deep breaths of that stink. Taking it all in with a dulled, almost eager look on his face. He wasn’t even thinking straight as he leaned down, getting a bit closer to his face. At first he found himself staring into those swirling eyes but his gaze was drawn just a bit further down, to that massive and beautiful nose. The thing slightly twitched, wiggling back and forth as Zach stared at it. “Wahahah! How would you like-a to try our one of our special products.” His voice burned at the back of Zach’s mind. As if it was imprinting itself right into his brain. Despite the roughness of his voice Zach had to admit it flowed like butter through his ears. His eyes dim slightly, licking a bit at his lips as the man continued on. “Just take-a look down and you’ll see~” He reaches a hand down, squeezing at something just out of Zach’s few. His eyes moving further and further down to follow.

His eyes moved over the thick forest of black wiry hair that covered his chest and trailed down towards his gut. Moving past his arms, covered in rings of the same hair. Even following the trail from his stomach, right to the tip of his shiny, latex speedo. But more specifically the massive, throbbing bulge right in the man’s grip. Giving it another few firm squeezes his eyes almost seem to glint as he smirks. Though by now Zach was far too focused on the bulge as he started to stroke. Each pump drawing him in closer and closer, each little “Wah~'' of pleasure sending small jolts through his mind. He barely each had time to react as the small man came. Snapping out of the daze at the last possible second, realizing how wrong everything was, he shot up. Managing to avoid most of the load. Though he fails to notice the small amount that happened to splatter onto his chest as he was running away. Managing to turn he makes a run for it, holding a hand up to his mouth. Covering it, as to make sure he doesn’t breathe in any more of that thick, and heavy musk.

Which is how he found himself where he was now. Still continuing to fan himself Zach reaches down, giving a few more tugs at his lower body. Feeling his shirt give a bit. It was just ever so slightly smaller on him as he looked down. It was only then that he noticed the dark, wet stain on the front of his shirt, it almost seemed to be spreading, and as it did the thing ate through his clothes! Dissolving it bit by bit to reveal thickly haired skin underneath. The black wiry hairs were very different from how his own blond hair actually looked. As panic set in he quickly started to realize just what was happening he was starting to turn into one of them! He didn’t know what he was going to do, he could feel his mind starting to cloud, it was getting harder to think clearly. New thoughts and memories filling his fattening head. His head slowly being molded into a familiar fat shape. He could feel that pulling, and twitching on the tip of his nose. Crossing his eyes Zach winces, staring at his brightening nose watching it twitch and swell as the tip starts to turn a bright pink.

He could hear a strange nasally voice echoing in the back of his head. The words weren’t clear but he could almost feel a pull, as if having to go somewhere. His body goes limp as he shutters softly, starting to make his way forwards. Opening back up the door as his pants shred in half, revealing a large bulge, barely contained by a purple Speedo that at one point had slipped around his waist. As he steps outside he looks down to see a large, yellow hat resting on the ground. Picking it up Zach looks it over his nose pushing out a few more centimeters past her face, the thing throbbing slightly. Wiggling back and forth before suddenly the hairs right on his upper lip suddenly starts to surge out, growing into a massive mustache right below his huge nose. With the changes spreading across his body he was quickly growing aware of just how strong the musk in the air was getting. Coughing slightly his new sensitive nose unwittingly flares. Taking long, deep snorts of the stuff. Breathing it and holding it deep within his lungs as a deep pleasurable rumble of pleasure leaves his mouth.

Continuing to follow along he looks around taking notice of all of the other Warios who were walking through the streets, even as his body moves on its own he opens his eyes wide and shakes his head. He wasn’t one of them, even if he had the face and nose of one, even if he was wearing the same speedo and hat as them. He just had to break free, if he could do that then he could run and find his way to turn himself back to normal. It would be easy.. At least that’s what he told himself. Feeling his mind continue to fall he barely even notices the two Warios walking up behind them Wahahahing loudly as they roughly slap their hands against Zach’s bareback, causing his stomach to surge out another few inches. His own arms bulking up with muscle as one of the Warios slaps a nice, large clove of garlic right into his palm with a smirk. Zach’s hand moving it up to his mouth. Struggling to hold it down, but as he struggles to hold it back his muscles pound, his other free hand reaching up to grab at his arm and push it back against his face.

After a few more moments the arms give as he stuffs his face full of that garlic. The struggling on his arms left them not only sweaty but sprouting forth rows of hair along his arms. While his ass starts to swell as well, hair appears all along his crack growing into a nice thick bush alongside his pits and crotch as well. Sweat drips down from almost every inch of his body as he groans softly. A soft, manly “Waahhahah~” leaves his mouth as he reaches down, running his fingers across his arms as Zach is soon like the others gone. Replaced with just another Wario. The voice in the back of his head swelling in volume another “Wahahah!” Echoing through his mind. Though it didn’t belong to another Wario or even Wario himself. No it was another voice, and as he looks up towards the apartment in front of him he shutters softly. Feeling that there was something waiting for him in there. Something waiting for all of them, the final thing they needed before finally they would own every last little thing in the world.

Climbing the stairs the Warios would eventually find themselves standing in front of a tall, scrawny, but still toned man. His nose maybe even doubled the side of their own. The long pointy thing sticking out a good inch or two in front of him. “Wahahah welcome Warios~” He exclaims though they all already knew who he was. The two Warios at his side both of them grinding their drooly cocks up against the side of his face. This was Waluigi, their other side, and more often than not their partner in crime. “With this our final greatest heist will be complete. As long as there is only Wario and Waluigi, then we will be the richest in the world! Wahahah!” He exclaims clapping his hands together. The legions of Wario echoing his laugh as they slap their guts roughly. All of them thinking in sync. They knew Waluigi was right, from now on they could just spend their time as they wished. Eating garlic. Grinding against themselves and Waluigi, and in general just being gross slobs. After all, when it came down to it, once Wario owned everything, what else did they have to worry about. They were rich now, they had all the time in the world to enjoy themselves~