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“Ready for our sleepover, Jess?” Alice nudged against her friend’s arm. “Just four of us and all the shows we could binge.” Her friend was a little more abrasive to the idea. “I know we just ended our finals but are we really watching Disney movies for the whole night?” Alice nodded. “Come on, it will be fun! Trust me!” “I don’t know, Alice… It just seems a little childish for us freshmen to be watching this type of show.” She rolled her eyes at her shyer friend. While Jess definitely had more curves than her, she was also the shyest and nerdish girl that she ever knew. Like she wouldn’t want to go out partying or clubbing even during the summer breaks. And all she did was play her games in their room or study for their next papers. Boring! But alas, she was her roommate. She couldn’t kick her out of there now, could she? She even had prepared Disney movies since other movies were too much for her. “Girl please, who will even judge us?” Jess’ eyes darted around her surroundings. Within her glasses, she hung her head low and hushed up her voice. “I don’t know… Like isn’t it embarrassing to be watc-” “To be watching the classics of our century? C’mon, just think about it. Lion King, Mulan and even Aladdin were all renowned when they all came out.” “Yeah as children's movie.” She shrugged to the side. “Why not watch something like Interst-” Alice let out a sigh. “If it bothers you this much, we can ch-” “Nevermind. It’s fine if everyone’s alright with it.” Going into their room, Alice prepared their television with Jess still acting awkwardly around this topic. She still didn’t understand what was so weird about having a Disney movie marathon since this was the only thing she thought was tame enough. A little irritation crept beneath her thoughts, thinking back on how stupid this argument was. Jess, on the other hand, glanced down at the retro DVDs on Alice’s feet. If it was just the two of them, she would’ve been more accepting of the idea. They were roommates after all. Nobody was watching them. But watching it with a pair of her friends? That wouldn’t be a good impression now, would it? Like nerding out over children’s animation. What would people think about them? Alice had no shame so she wouldn’t mind but for herself? This was a little social nightmare. She did end up helping Alice out. Setting the room. Setting the vibes for their little sleepover. Seriously, sleepover? What were they? Nine years old who got together in elementary school? But if Alice insisted… Who was she to reject? After preparations, they both headed out for dinner. The tension between them stifled any and all conversations. Neither side wanted to apologise but neither wanted to pursue their case further. It was only when Alice’s friends arrived where their awkward silence was broken. A loud rowdy girl waved at them with one of her bra straps exposed while her T-shirt tugged to the left. Rushing over, she quickly gave Alice a tight hug. “Alice! How have you been? It’s been so long since we’ve seen each other.” “Yeah.” A softer voice chimed in, hiding behind the rowdy girl’s back. “It's been a while…” “It really has been! Come on, let’s go in and eat already!” They flowed to the fast food chain with Jess following behind. Great. Being outcasted by the whole crowd. And not being known for anything aside from being Alice’s roommate. Once they bought their food, the louder duo caught up with their various life activities. With the loudest of the group being called May while the softest was Isabelle, the trio basically hogged all of the attention with Alice. Jess supposed it was normal. It was until Isa tapped over her hand and said, “Yo-You must be Jess, right?” “Yes. And you must be Belle.” She nodded with her smaller, shorter frame. If Jess didn’t see her in college, she would’ve confused her for a child. Her large eyes and short hair certainly emphasised her adorableness. “Wow, Alice was right. You really are pretty.” “And you’re so cute. I wished I could just squish those cheeks of yours.” She giggled. “Thanks. Though I don’t really like to be called cute these days. I’m just too shy around people.” “Don’t worry that’s the same for me,” Jess said before glancing at the louder duo. “At least compared to the two of them.” “Heh, I supposed you’re right.” With them finishing their meals, they headed back to Alice’s room. Isa and Jess had softer conversations about their appearances while May was sharing on how she had flunked her finals. Occasionally, Isa would chime in with Jess trying to follow along with their conversation. Finally, once they reached Alice’s room, Alice welcomed them. “So girls, this is today’s catalogue! We’ll be watching the shows all night!” “Er Alice, where did you get those DVDs? They looked like they had been second bought.” “Its actually fifth bought.” “What the hell? You know Netflix have th-” “Shush May! Where’s the true authentic experience of having a sleepover? Just like when we were younger. You know, back in Middle School where we didn’t think about job markets and stuff?” May and Isabelle nodded along with May adding on. “Fine. But if the quality’s shit, we’re switching to Netflix. Got that?” “Yes Madam.” As they were seated on the couches and floor, Alice tinkered with the DVD player and hoped to play it. Truth to be told, she had bought these DVDs from a garage sale. A garage sale hosted by some weird lady with crystals and jews all over her body. Granted she was senile, especially when she was talking to the air most of the time but she was very convincing of the DVD’s quality itself. Said that she swore on the nine gates that this possessed the magic Alice was looking for. With another hit, the monitor lit up. “Alright, what are we watching first?” “I vote Lion King.” Jess said surprisingly. “At least there’s something interesting with this compared to Aladdin or Mulan.” The other two girls nodded — May’s already stretching out her legs on the floor while Isabelle quietly sat between Jess and her extroverted roommate. Alice followed the consensus and inserted said disc into her DVD player. As it whirled within the player, Alice went back to sitting next to Jess, crossing her fingers and prayed that this would work. After a short pause, the TV screen lit up with the DVD menu screen. Appeared to be of good quality as well. The only oddity was how there was only one button labelled ‘Play Movie (TF Included)’. “Errr, aren’t there supposed to be more buttons?” Jess asked. “Seriously, what even is T-Hey! Don’t just click that!” Alice rolled her eyes. “What are you going to do about it? Stop watching the show now?” “I… I mean it nev-” May snapped her fingers. “Ladies, please. Let’s just knock it off. We’re here to enjoy ourselves, no need to fight over some weird buttons.” The two roommates swallowed down whatever resentments they had and turned their focus towards the opening credits. Everything was somehow working as intended. The movie had crisp visuals, the sounds were clear and loud and the characters felt… Real? For Alice and Jess, their visions were being blurred out. This… This was a movie, right? But why did it feel like a memory? A memory of what happened to them in the past. The little carpet underneath them sprouted grass with warmth emanating from beneath. The duo could only feel something was amiss. Off about this movie but couldn’t put their finger on it. Simba… Was their friend, right? And he told them about these memories before, didn’t he? But… Alice shook her head. She blinked in distress. “Wha-what the hell?” “What’s wrong, Alice?” Isabelle asked. Her own name sounded foreign to her. Years and years of being called Alice was now giving her cognitive dissonance. She could’ve sworn she was in the movie… But not as some college girl. Nobody was human in Lion King. But her mind was telling her otherwise. She was… Timon? “Nothing.” Her voice deepened by a couple of notes. She brushed her hair, without realizing her long hair was retracting into her scalp. “Just waiting to show up, that’s all.” Jess chuckled, now comfortably on all fours, stretching her body out. Her previous curves were being relocated towards her belly. She burped before giggling even further. “Show up? I’ll show up before you do. Simba likes me better anyways.” “You? Simba? Don’t give me that nonsense. I taught him how to eat bugs while you just roll over in the mud like the dirty pi-” “Not a pig,” She said, raising her hips up. Her whole body was growing larger and yet, she was none the wiser. “Simba likes someone more chill. Not like some anxious mere critter.” “Woah, you two are really into roleplaying, huh?” May chimed in. Peering to their side, she noted how the floor underneath the roommates was browner. Resembling African plains actually much like the movie. The duo looked different however. Jess couldn’t hide her chub stretching out of her shirt. Alice, on the other hand, was becoming skinnier with a leaner frame. Their scents had changed drastically too, both of them smelling like feral animals on the streets. With May pinching her nose, she decided not to investigate further. Better not stir the pot with them roleplaying. The movie continued playing with the changes for them only growing larger and bigger. Yeah, these scenes were clicking in their mind more naturally. This was when Mufasa died. Their lion king passed away from Scar’s evil schemes. This was huge. Generational news even. A couple of farts were released, stinking up the room. Pumbaa was never good with stress and it showed with his guts while Timon was… More or less always stressed out. “Umm… Jess… Why do you like that?” “Look like what?” She burped once more. Glancing down at herself, she chuckled. “Yeah sorry, I’m not supposed to be wearing these things. And I’m way too skinny.” “What? Aren’t you taking this roleplay thing too ser-” “Roleplay?” She raised her eyebrows, her voice deepening once more. “Ohhh, you mean my act as Jess. Yeah, don’t know how I got here but damn, I look weird.” Isabelle now glanced back at May. Unsure of what to even do, she merely continued watching the movie, leaning closer towards May. Finally, Pumbaa and Timon revealed themselves. Jess and Alice pointed towards the screen. “See, that’s us! We’re on!” Suddenly, a sense of unease flowed towards them, noticing their bodies changing. Alice spotted stripes of fur across her as she screamed within the room. “Wh-wait the hell is happening to me?” “Dude, chill out,” Jess said, adjusting her hands as her new paws. A part of her was saying that she should be panicking. But somehow, she couldn’t find herself to feel that, only feeling good about her bigger fatter body. Her breasts were now a pair of humps on her chest. Just a little more before it fully flattened out. “Just enjoy yourself.” “Chill out? Chill? We’re becoming Timon and Pumbaa, Jess! Why aren’t you freaking o-” Alice released a burp, feeling the gas building up within her gut. “Seriously! Am I the only one taking th-” She stopped herself, feeling the grass against her paws. Where did her socks go now? “We have to stop this!” Isabelle and May watched the scene in utter disbelief and in awe. Changing into those characters forever sounded… Nice actually. No more stress. No more thinking about college life as some talking animals. The duo glanced down back at their hands but were slightly disappointed to see nothing had changed. Not even a speck of fur. Jess merely yawned, farting once more. “Dude, I’m going to be on fours and I’m not even panicking. Just… Calm down, alright?” “You never panic in the first place!” Fur sprouted against her body as her bones merged together. All of these thoughts were filling her in. Like memories of being with Simba blending together with her life as Alice. Fuck! Why did it feel so natural? Her shirt was now baggier and bigger with her shrinking size. Down under however, her clitoris swelled up; a pair of small nutsack hanging under. The musk smell definitively marked her territory. Like cartoon logic, specks of changes quickly hit Alice. Her tailbone extended out to become a tail, her toes merging together to become paws while her whole body was covered in fur. By this point, her own shirt covered her small size. Memories were separating themselves out. Right, she used to be Alice but he couldn’t be called that any longer. Not with the grasslands or those thick canopies. She glanced up to see their beds morphed into trees with leaves covering them. She… She wasn’t Alice any longer. He was Timon, right? Stretching his arms out, Timon escaped out of his shirt. “Ugh, are we really watching all of this? This is so embarrassing.” Jess, whose limbs were on the floor, snorted loudly. “You were always cringe so what’s new?” “Shut up, Pumbaa!” Timon slapped against Jess’ buttocks, causing them to swell bigger — the only curve still present in her body. Her breasts had flattened completely. Thick brown fur covered her rounder body. Her hands however shook tremendously. After all, that additional weight wasn’t easy to carry. She got out of her stupid dress, burping with pride. This felt right. This was going to be right. There, her skull underwent massive changes. Firstly, her bones were stretching wider and sharper. Yet, the layer of fat around it served to round it out. Her own nose had to be pulled towards the front. This tension was released in the form of farts, stinking up the whole room. Not like Timon would care; he had so many whiffs of his gas that nothing should bother him now. Next, her fur carefully and masterfully wriggled around her face’s contours. Before she knew it, her fur was all around her, creating an itchy sensation. Damn, she could really go for a mud bath right about now. Her teeth sharpened and thickened like the fine hog that she was. It extended outwards as tusks with her other teeth hiding behind her wide face. Her nose tripled in size however. Flattening out with her nostrils flaring out to sniff any scents. Meanwhile, her ears had made their journey right at the top of her skull, fluttering around. Hair that was once abundant now resided quietly on top of her skull. But Jess wasn’t done changing. Not by a long shot. With her face fully changed, she turned back to see her still mostly human torso. Too lanky and skinny, as though she had been stretched much further in size. She snorted and groaned, twisting to the side and winking back at Timon. “Heh, looks like I’m skinnier than you.’ “Not for long.” Timon pinched against her growling gut. And it showed immediately as her belly ballooned out. Another burp was released with layers of chub now stacking on top of one another. “That’s more like it, fat ass.” “Oh yeah?” Jess playfully pushed against Timon to the ground. Her hooves bulked in size in order to balance her weight. “Don’t blame me if you want a slice of this cake.” While the movie continued to play, memories of her neurotic past seemed to calm down. Why was she overthinking of what people thought of her? She was Pumbaa. A dirty little hog. Carefree without a single worry in the world. Worrying was Timon’s job not hers. Brown fur crawled against her new belly. She shook it around, almost as if showing off her body to the other duo. What remained on her hair, originally blonde, now darkened into patches of black spikey hair. Hair that emphasised her new masculinity. Her ears twitched a little to the sides. The last bits of worries still echoed in her mind — although much much softer than before. Like how was this even possible? Or could they even turn back like this now? The other duo meanwhile, inspected the discs, trying to see what even caused this effect. The other discs all appeared regular normal ones. Without a speck of magic. Leaning back, they could only watch on. Maybe, just maybe, they could change into someone else. Or maybe even some other species, unlike being a regular boring human. Jess blinked for a few moments. Staring at the newly changed Timon and at her own bigger fatter body. She couldn’t stand on twos now and yet it felt natural. Felt like this was always meant to be. For her to be a big fat hog. Sorry, not her. Him. His tailbone eventually squirmed out a small lanky tail, wagging in ease, swatting away the nearby flies that flew around him. Flaring up his nostrils, the scent of the Savannah reminded him back of home. Only thing missing was the scorching sun. He leaned forward. Sitting down in a comfortable position, he found by the corner a little mud bath. One that Timon always complained about was how it would get him dirty. Bah! That’s his perfect place! Not in some classroom filled with people. Although his size shrunk, his mass certainly didn’t, becoming denser with chub and greasy fur. He let out another fart for the final changes to occur. Tingles around his pussy prompted them to seal up. In return, it swelled up in size with his clitoris growing longer and bigger. And finally, once he walked towards his mud bath, his former womanhood split into two and hung down low, dangling his new manhood. His cock, bigger than Timon’s one by a significant margin, had that weird shape that one would expect from a pig. “So are you two done changing?” May asked, “Or what’s happening now?” Timon shrugged. “Pfft, just watch the movie of the adventures of us taking down Scar.” “Yeah! Simba’s the true lion king in Savannah!” “Alright then.” The movie continued on with the two feral animals merely talking about the scenes like they were physically there. Course alongside, they had their fair share of farts and burps, marking their side of the floor as their territory. Once the movie ended, May and Isabelle glanced at each other. “So what now?” “Let’s watch Mulan next! I want to change like them!” The other two Disney characters nodded. “The more the merrier, isn’t it?” “Yeah, what’s the worst that could happen?” May sighed. “You know, this whole situation is kinda weird.” She slid the disc in, feeling a shock through her fingers. A small one that had a strange effect. Like the “Yeah, imagine being human.” Timon scoffed. “Hah! Couldn’t be us!” The duo hi-fived each other. The girl pinched against her eyes. Ugh, why is everything so small around her? She… Scenes played against her mind on how her fall of grace. Or how she had let down the ‘Fa’ family. She had to climb the ranks back up, somehow, didn’t she? She scratched against her head with the opening credits of the movies playing behind. Small little nubs formed above her eyes. Rubbing against them only caused them to sprout out into blue tiny horns. With Mulan appearing on screen, May couldn’t help herself but say in a deeper masculine voice, “Ah Mulan… This is where it all began, didn’t it?” “May?” “Oh, looks like we got a flyer, Pumbaa.” Timon leaned against his friend’s belly. “Flyer?” May glanced down, to see her legs floating inches above ground. She… She was flying? Red scales formed on her limbs with her shirt tugged to the side. She tapped against her now flat chest. Wait… This was happening too fast! “Sure is a flyer, Timon.” Pumbaa burped. “Wonder if I could get a bite of th-” “You are never eating a bite of me!” May protested, seemingly flying higher to the ceiling, just before she hit it. Her body continued to shrink with her fingers pulling her clothes together. Isabelle watched in amazement again. Watching how her tomboy friend had now shrunk further. Her whole body now shimmered red with hard scales. Meanwhile, her memories were being overwritten by Chinese lore of the Fa family. One that she had wronged long ago. Instead of building muscle, her body was lanky and long. She blinked back. Her whole jaw stretched out with sharp fangs as her new teeth; her nose soon inflated out, sprouting tiny embers from them. Not to forget a pair of whiskers stretching from it. May eventually let go of her clothes. Too much of a hassle. Plus, he was a dragon. A proud dragon to show himself. Mu Shu of the Fa clan! Releasing his clothes, he was barely longer than a metre rule. His eyes enlarged out with his yellow underbelly showing itself. He brushed against his scales. Yes, yes, that’s more like it. Better than having soft weak human skin. At this point, he was essentially a floating lizard — aside from missing his longer tail. “Awww May, come down from there!” “I’m not May! I’m Mu Shu, the great dragon! One of the best dragons you’ll have the honour of speaking to.” “Pfft, Timon, did you hear that? He just called himself a dragon!” Pumbaa laughed loudly. “He’s so tiny I could squash his body.” “He doesn’t even have a dick for crying out loud!” Breathing out fire, the dragon flew right there. Clouds formed up around the ceiling with bamboo sprouts growing around. “Oh you’ll pay for offending me alright!” He pulled back his hands, prepared to actually fight when his own arms were smaller than a twig. From the back, his tail bone sprouted against his scales, wagging expressively from behind. Staring directly at the fat Pumba, he let out a burp. Yeah, he might be at a size disadvantage but… He wasn’t letting these slide. A small cock soon grew out from his merged pussy. Barely longer than a pinkie but it was proof of his masculinity. And there, after taking a deep breath, he punched Pumbaa's belly. Only for Timon to pinch against his arms before flicking him away to the clouds. “Dragon? Nah! You’re more like an insect!” Mu Shu merely stayed up in the clouds, hurling insults in his safe spot. Damn, he really was weak after those curses. “Aww Mu Shu, don’t worry, I’ll take care of you,” Isabelle giggled, seeing at their expressive bickering. She did feel a little left out for being the only human here with her new creature friends. Continuing to watch the movie, Timon and Pumbaa would make snide remarks on Mu Shu whenever he was on screen, while Mu Shu would hurl back insults at their disgusting stench. Isabelle would laugh alongside them. Finally, as the movie ended, Isabelle quickly shoved Aladdin into the DVD player. “Woah Belle, where are you rushing to?” Mu Shu asked, “Not like you have anywhere to be.” “I… I mean, I’m just excited to watch Aladdin.” “Pfft, she’s just jealous of us,” Timon replied, “With ou-” He released a fart before continuing, “Manly bodies. Well the two of us of course. Not you.” “Hey! Shut it! I’ll beat you guys once I ascend back to my true form!” The disc whirled within the player as Isabelle sat back. If she becomes the genie, she will be so excited. Ability to grant wishes to anyone around her. She could finally stop being so shy around people. And maybe… Become somewhat like a God. “Boring, when does the movie get good?” Timon rolled his eyes at the opening credits. “Seriously, I think the first documentary was better than a woman fighting in a wa-” “You take that back! Mulan is a fierce soldier that I have sworn my loyalty towards!” “Come down then, you tiny lizard!” “Ok guys, let’s calm down.” Pumbaa released another fart. “Oops.” The opening credits showed themselves amongst their usual bickering. It was actually getting to her nerves already. Why won’t these buffoons shut up already? She scratched against her eyebrows. If only Jafar was here to silence these… These… Measly creatures. Sand now filled amongst the bamboo shoots. The familiar scent of the Arabian desert. One that she grew up in… Or something, she couldn’t quite remember. The movie now played from the beginning as a couple pricks infuriated Isabelle. Why was she so angry all of a sudden? She glanced down at her own hands. Wait, they were smaller now. Smaller and much more… Better? A little red feather grew from her hands followed by her toe nails ripping through her socks. Oh… She recognised these feathers. Iago’s feathers. When that clicked, the changes grew faster as she ducked down from her dress. Dreams of becoming mightier than God himself flooded her mind. Good lord, she knew she was a villain but not this egotistical. “Isabelle… Are you alright?” The stupid boar asked her. “You look much smaller.” “Smaller?” She flapped her hands, now covered in little bits of feathers. “I’ll show you what’s smaller when I peck your eyes out.” “Woah, don’t insult Pumbaa like that!” “Wasn’t talking to you, pip squeak!” Her voice had deepened significantly, dropping octaves and now took on the form of a masculine voice. Bones merged between one another, causing her once nimble fingers to be filled with feathers. A luscious array of them for her obviously. Her weight decreased massively. Only made sense with how small she was now, comparable to half of a pillow. Her sharp talons wiggled while she adjusted herself to fly. For that’s what a parrot like her deserved. To fly and reach for the stars. “Isabelle?” Mu Shu asked out of worry. “I’m Iago, you idiot!” Her wings flapped now reaching for the clouds. Although her body had shrunk, she still puffed out her new broader chest with colorful feathers. Her lips brightened up in color — morphing from red to a thick yellow. “What’s your name then?” “Mu Shu… A dragon th-” “Dragon, hmmm? Don’t make me laugh.” Her teeth sunk into her jaws before her new sharp beak showed it. “But don’t worry, I’m here to help you against these dumbasses down below. We rule the sky after all.” As her tail feathers rose, her womanhood tingled. She rubbed against it, feeling a surge of power there, a burst of confidence even. Fondling against her clitoris, she let out deeper groans, as it swelled up in size and grew larger than Mu Shu’s. Finally, with his nut sack dropping, he winked back at the flushed dragon. He switched off the movie before staring at the smaller dragon. He was actually kinda cute, looking back. “So where were we?” “Errr.. Nothi-” “Oh shush, let’s have some fun, alright?” He pinned the smaller dragon to the ground, sliding his feathers against the dragon’s rear. Both of their cocks now erect. “You actually look so pretty for your scales.” Mu Shu blushed, presenting his ass up. “Damn, are we doing this?” “No time better than the present.” The first thrust was enough to break the tension as Mu Shu gripped against the clouds. God, being in such a smaller body, getting dominated by a villain like him… He couldn’t help but get hard as well. Down there however, Timon was much more unimpressed. He let out another burp. “Fucking hell, what do they think they’re doing here/ They should get their own roo-” “Erm Timon…” Pumbaa blushed hard. “Could we…” He released another fart. “Ah, I’m sorry for even asking that.” The medium meerkat slapped against his ass. “Look who's naughty tonight.” Mounting beneath Pumbaa, he gave a sly wink back. “Ready whenever you are.” Pumbaa went to work once he had that green flag. Pushing against his smaller ass, he was more gentle than the aggressive Iago up there. After all, the size difference was much more significant here. Each small push was enough to make Timon gripped against the grass, moaning for more. The meerkat wasn’t just enjoying this. His hands fondled against the boar’s bigger belly. His slobbish musk was enough to drown everyone beneath it. And as his long time companion, the smell was so much more endearing and comforting. Despite the stink of course. Up there, Mu Shu leaned against Iago’s large chest. His feathers, soft as a pillow, only reminded of safety and security. While being penetrated by his harsh cock of course. The smaller one was already leaking out precum while the pressure built up into the penetrator. Similarly, Pumbaa’s cock was dripping precum out. Almost ready to burst completely while Timon’s was still unsatisfied. Like a competition, their thrusting escalated faster and faster. Both parties could evidently hear their ass cheeks slapping against each other, getting rammed. The bottoms were feeling the strain. The swelling of their lover’s cocks deeper inside them. Mu Shu was the first to fall, ejaculating cum above the skies. Unfortunately, for Pumbaa, he was next, moaning with a loud bellow through the room, exploding Timon’s anus with cum. His partner immediately exploded as well, gushing into a pit of pleasure. Iago however took the longest after repeatedly ramming deeper into his cute dragon. After what felt like eternity, the parrot let out his load before panting for air. By this point, the whole room smelled like cum but everyone was drunk on the euphoria and thrill. That changed quickly with Pumbaa letting out a final fart. “Could you ask your stupid friend to stop far-” “I’m sorry but I see the exit is that way. You two aren’t supposed to be here!” “Oh yeah, get a load o-” Pumbaa and Mu Shu merely watched their fight with an awkward stiff chuckle. Both sides were just watching the chaos unfold between the two of them. It was only until fifteen minutes later when the dragon merely whispered into Iago’s ear to stop the fight. “Round two please?” “Count yourself lucky! I have better things to do than this!” “Oh yeah, fucking your little shitty dragon?” “Oh yeah, I’ll be doing just that!” Pinning Mu Shu once more, his beak dived into his maw. “Kiss me, bitch.” “Gladly.”