Transformation Vignette: What happens in Bokuso City...
A brief and somewhat rough vignette that I wrote spur-of-the-moment - and (I think) my first ever TFTG work! As a note, Bokuso City doesn't exist in the canon Pokemon universe, but I didn't find a Las Vegas counterpart; since Las Vegas means "the Meadows", I looked up the Japanese word for "meadow" and decided Bokuso sounded pretty good.
Your vacation to Bokuso City is coming to a close, but you're determined to have one more unique experience before you leave. Thus, after a drug- and alcohol-fueled bender, you find yourself staggering in to the cool, well-appointed lobby of one of the resort town's few pokebrothels. Drunkenly slamming your hand down on the bell, you demand service from the heavy-busted cinderace behind the counter.
The bunny Madame calmly and politely explains that several of her escorts are out at the moment, leaving them understaffed, and asks if you might come back later. In reply, you angrily slur out your demand to fuck, using language that would offend even a sailor.
The Madame's expression clouds with anger - and almost as quickly breaks into a grin that, were you sober, would have sent you fleeing in fright. Instead, when the cinderace offers to take care of you herself, you readily accept, following her into her office, shucking off your clothes and following her gentle command tolay down on the velvet-upholstered chaise.
You watch the attractive matron's plump ass and wiggling tail as she walks to her wall safe and takes out a bottle of creamy liquid - an exotic lubricant, she explains as she sits down on the end of the divan. Lifting her broad lapin paws, she rests them on either side of your straining prick and drizzles the warm lube down onto your pole. She then presses her hot soles to either side of your cock and begins to slowly pump your length.
The pleasure from the strokes of those silken arches and deft toes combined with the warm, tingling sensation caused by the strange lotion is mind-shattering, almost painful - which distracts you from noticing the creamy white fur that is starting to spread outward from your groin.
Though you try to hold back, in mere seconds you're on the edge, the aching, needful burn of orgasm already building inside you - and then your steel-hard manhood erupts, adding your own cream to the frothy lubricant. Instead of waning, however, the amazingly erotic sensation of your release suddenly inverts, leaving you feeling as if your groin where trying to suck itself inside out.
Limp-limbed from your orgasm, you can only watch in awestruck horror as your glistening erection shrinks, dwindling away until only a tiny nubbin remains; the Madame's toe strokes against it, tearing a gasp from you at the erotic lightning that button of flesh and nerves strikes through you. The dextrous digit slides downward, coming to rest against the waning bulge of your wrinkled sac, massaging the skin as it splits and morphs into a pair of delicate lips; then the thick toe presses inward, and you gasp as it spreads your new female passage for the first time.
As she toe fucks you and your body continues helplessly to transmogrify, plumping up into what you soon realize is a delectably curvacious scorbunny doe, the cinderace explains in a sultry, taunting voice that if you can refrain from cumming with your new pussy, she'll change you back.
But as the pad of her toe begins to prod gently but repeatedly against your virgin g-spot, and your juices start to flow more heavily due to the breathtaking pleasure flowing from your tight snatch, you know you're already lost, soon to be a new escort for the brothel...