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Tannon and Baxter: Love Trasformed

"Hello, everybody! As you can see, I'm the squishy, magenta, grab bag of Pokémon DNA known as Ditto. I'll be your narrator for the final story of our Easter tales. Well, really, I've been the only narrator. Yes, Easter is a busy time for the Easter Bunny and all her little helpers. Santa makes it look so easy, but he has a wife, nine magical flying reindeer, and scores upon scores of tiny, industrious, multi-talented helpers.

"Any-hoo, thanks so much for listening to my other stories. I hope you enjoyed them.

"Now, it is time for the final tale of transformation, rebirth, and renewal. You just sit right there, while I nestle into your lap and tell the story. Feel free to poke and prod me at your most random of whims."

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Let's see..." A young Nidoking in his twenties named Tannon thought to himself as he hid eggs in the local park. "The kids from the homeless shelter will be here before too much longer...I have to hide these last few eggs." The young adult had looked high and low for good hiding spots around the area and found many: under playground equipment, within bushes, in front of trees, in low hanging branches; however, he still had eggs left over. He knew that this Easter egg hunt was important to raise the spirits of the kids from shelter where he volunteered. The place was special to him, for he had spent time during his lifethere after his parents kicked him out of the house when he was a teenager. Deep down, he feels that he would not have been able to pull himself together to earn his GED and continue on to university if it wasn't for the efforts of the men and women who gave their time and support to him in his time of need.

Why was he kicked out, you ask? Well, his attractions didn't align with what his parents wanted. Plainly speaking, he was a homosexual. However, over the years since his parents disowned them, he has discovered something more of himself. He, despite his ultra-masculine body type, feels like a woman. Ultimately, his time at the homeless shelter allowed him to explore this feeling. One female volunteer even helped him procure some women's clothing. Others even allowed him to make his alternative identity part of his service at the shelter by allowing him to dress up and tell stories to the establishment's children once a month. The openness and open-mindedness of the volunteers from his adolescence into the present day was the very thing that inspired him to give back to the very place that allowed him to be his true self. In fact, after he was finished hiding the eggs, some of which he dyed himself, he would go to the kitchen of the center and help wash all the dishes from the Easter lunch the children and their families were now consuming.

On the other hand, the trauma from his family's abandonment and denial of him was not entirely undone. In his daily life at the university he was considered to be a man's man by everyone. This was facilitated by his societally defined appearance as a male. The anthropomorphic Pokémon was tall and broad shouldered with well-toned and defined muscles. Dark purple scales covered his body, except for his grey chest and stomach, and his tail alone could bench press over one hundred pounds. Going to the gym regularly was part of his outward facade of masculinity. He was also sure that no one outside of the center, except his roommate, Baxter, saw him in anything but clothing that was representative of his external gender: denim jeans, muscle shirts, suits. On this particular day, he was sporting a pair of black jeans, a brown leather jacket, white tennis shoes, and a blue shirt.

After some time, he did manage to find locations to hide the eggs and had about half an hour before the kids were to arrive, so he decided to relax on a bench that was in the shade of a tree. As he approached the seat, he noticed a Toxicroak in some nearby bushes. The park was known as a popular cruising spot during the night. It was very unusual for anyone to try for public sex during the day in the area. The boy had to admit that the prospect had thrilled him. He was a virgin after all, and he had always wanted another guy to take him and fuck him in the ass. It was the only way that ever seemed to let him feel as close as he possibly could to a woman.

It was uneventful though. When he approached the guy and offered to bottom, the guy said that he should be the top because of his size. And simply walked off, after calling Tannon a delusional freak. The dejected reptile did what he could do to put it out of his mind. He returned to the center and worked full throttle to clean up the kitchen and welcome the kids back to the center when the hunt was over.

When the Nidoking arrived back at his dorm later in the day, his Scrafty roommate was waiting for him on the couch. The orange skinned, black bellied Pokémon greeted his friend with a smile as he turned his head and said, "Hey, man. How did the event go? Did the kids enjoy it?"

"Yeah, they did," the Nidoking said in a notably depressed tone.

A look of concern painted Baxter's face. "What's wrong, Tan? Usually, you're ecstatic to see the kids happy. Did something happen?" The Scrafty slid over on the couch and patted the space beside him, prompting Tannon to take sit and let out his tale of woe. The purple scale divulged the details of the unexpected meting and the undesirable conclusion that resulted from it. In response, the crimson crested male uttered, "Well shit, that guy was an asshole. No wonder you're in a sour mood.

"I know what will cheer you up." Baxter smiled enthusiastically, eliciting a questioning expression from the Nidoking. "We haven't had one of our bait sessions in a while. You've had a trying experience today, and I have some steam to blow off. Whaddaya say?"

The bulkier young adult's face producing a slight smile was all that the Scrafty needed to see before getting off the couch and setting up and fetching his computer from his room. Meanwhile, Tannon began taking off his clothes and placing them on a pile beside the couch. Starting from his shoes, the Nidoking only had enough time to put those aside when the orange, black, and yellow scale returned with his laptop and cable.

The two had been masturbation buddies for a while. They started not too long after becoming roommates in the previous year. Oddly enough, it was Baxter who proposed the idea the first time they ever did it. Tannon had always found it strange how much the Scrafty seemed to enjoy the ritual. Not that the purple scale didn't get his enjoyment. Between picturing himself as the girl in the porn flick and getting short but satisfying eyefuls of Baxter's twin flesh rods, he had reason to look forward to these sessions. However, he was afraid to admit anything to the Scrafty who had become the object of his fantasies.

Baxter finished hooking his computer up to the flat screen, sixty inch television. He picked up his baggy, protective, yellow, leg skin and turned around to see the horned Pokémon was still in his jacket, shirt and red boxers. "Common, man. You're still not ready yet?" the Hoodlum Pokémon reclaimed his spot on the couch.

Tannon retorted, "Not all of us can walk around naked." The Drill Pokémon felt something wiggle around in his Jacket pocket. "The hell?" he asked as he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a dark blue, plastic Easter egg.

"Hey, I am never nude out of this dorm room. I wear a button up shirt and a belt. And what's with the Easter egg? Are you planning to get a little freaky with our impromptu jack off party?" The orange scale chortles, causing his yellow, hood-like neck skin to sway slightly.

"Yeah, but you walk around without pants." The Nidoking pulled down his boxers and topped off the pile of clothing before sitting beside the other scale. "As far as the egg, I have no idea how that got there. All the eggs I put out were real. I didn't have anything in my pocket, and the only time my jacket was out of site was when I took it off in expectation of a quickie in the park. I'll worry about where it came from later; let's just rock out with our cocks out."

Both boys were now in their birthday suits and grinning at each other. Clicking the button of his wireless mouse, which was resting on the arm of the couch, the anthro Scrafty started his selected porn flick: a Bird Pokémon in the Bush. From then on, the session went as usual. Baxter soon peeled back his protective leg skin and revealed his slit, which he began to gently rub. By the first sex scene between a male Streator and a female Gaudier, Baxter's rigid, veiny, orange hemipenes were in full view of the Nidoking, whose own ribbed, black, twin staves were at full mast.

They began by lightly pumping their cocks alternating to lengthen the session. Soon, soft moans could be heard from both males. Tannon took the chance to glance over at Baxter, who happened to have his eyes closed while he was working his dicks. The Nidoking moved slightly closer to smell the sweat forming on the Scrafty's scales and get a better look at the cocks he had fantasized about almost every night for the previous months. So fixated he was by the orange rods, he didn't notice the other male open his eyes.

"Like what you see, Tan?" Baxter's voice caused the purple Pokémon to flinch in surprise. The orange scale was not upset or offended, and this was not the first time he caught Tannon gazing at him during a bait session.

The Nidoking giggled nervously. "Well, something has been on my mind."

Sensing urgency, the Scrafty turned down the volume on the porn flick. "I'm all ears, man."

Absentmindedly continuing his slow strokes, Tannon asked his friend, "Do you think you can date a guy like me? I mean we've seen each other naked more than anyone else, and we jack off together no less than once a month. You're very attractive and accept me despite my secret feminine side. Hell, I'd become outwardly girly for you, if we could be an item."

Baxter, who didn't stop his own masturbation, thought for a moment to choose his words before answering. "Well, Tan, I can't say that this is a surprise. I have noticed that you throw your eyes my way when we have our jack sessions. Don't get me wrong; I am flattered that you have these feelings for me. You are my bro, and I'd never want to hurt or offend you. However, the answer is no. I mean you are all that I'd want in a woman except you're not a woman. Yes, I enjoy our mutual masturbation. I do like the exchange of testosterone fueled passion between me and another guy and get incredibly turned on. I don't know why. Since the 1800s, psychology as investigated sexual attraction, and we still don't know now what drives our natural proclivities.

"I do know that I'm emotionally and romantically attracted to women. If we did have a relationship, I couldn't give you the level of that kind of attention that you would deserve. Maybe we could fuck, and possibly we'd both get off on it; however, would amount to only empty, lustful sex. Tan, I care for you too much to do that to you." The Scrafty continued his stroking in time with Tannon.

The bulkier, taller scale was deeply touched by his confidant's carefully chosen words and sincere tone of voice. A small smile crossed his face. "You're probably right. Thanks for being honest Bax." A slight moan from his muzzle breaks the Nidoking's train of thought. "I guess I'm just tired of gay men. At least the queens in this area. I'm expected to be a power top just because of how I look. And the thing is that I may do that, if I actually found a guy that would let me be me and let me feel like a woman." A sigh mixed with a soft growl of pleasure escaped the troubled Pokémon's muzzle.

Meanwhile, Baxter began sliding both hands over his hemipenis simultaneously and grunted softly from the manly atmosphere of the act. "I know man. I have a similar problem. I connect very well with every girl I date in every way except for one: sexually.

"As you know, I'm a bit of a clothing fetishist, and nothing turns me on like seeing a woman in fairytale outfits. I am by no means a sexist or a chauvinist, but seeing a woman in archetypal storybook heroine cosplay fires me up like a well-tuned engine. Again, I can't explain what arouses me. However, when I bring up the idea, I get called things like pig, freak, and yes sexist. The truth is that with the right girl, I'd be up for anything sexually, even letting her spank me with a paddle and sodomize me with a strap on. But part of being in a relationship is negotiation, and that includes sex. For me to do something like that, I have to know that she will at least listen my ideas and try my pleasure and tastes in mind also instead of judging me for them."

Both boys, turned on by each other's level of emotional intensity, began sweating and stroking faster. The openness that they were sharing only added to their usual pleasure. They turned their attention to the porn and Baxter turned the volume back up. The scene had changed to a brawny Tauros mounting a busty Miltank. "Fuck, look at them tig-ol-bitties." Baxter said with his eyes glues to the television.

Tannon took the chance to close his eyes and imagine himself on all fours with the Scrafty of his fantasies plowing him from behind. A torrent of emotion and desire arose inside of the purple and grey reptile. He thought, "If only I was a girl, then I could be with Baxter. I know that he would treat me right and respect me. I really wouldn't mind his heroine fetish. I'd get to wear women's clothes and feel like a woman with a man who's confident in himself and knows what he likes. I WISH I WAS A WOMAN!"

Unnoticed by the boys, the plastic egg then rolled up on end and began to shake silently. The boys, both on the edge of their climaxes, screamed in pleasure. The next minute, the two sets of hemipenes fired streams of cum, painting their chests white with their male juices. Coming down from their orgasms, the young adult men gave each other their usual smile and thumbs up, signaling their shared enjoyment of the event.

Baxter, always being quicker to recover stood up and said, "I'll get the tissues," before dashing off to his bedroom, leaving Tannon recover and smile at his friends cute, orange ass.

The Nidoking relaxed and slumped on the couch. Heaving a sigh of masturbatory completion, he closed his eyes. Unbeknownst to the Pokémon, the plastic egg was beginning to float off the table. Levitating until it was at his eye level, the seemingly ordinary plastic trinket began to vertically spin in place.

Baxter walked out of his bedroom, looking down and wiping his chest with tissues. "Damn, man, I think we came more than we have in a while." He looks up from his now spotless chest. "Tan, you might want to open your eyes!" he exclaimed at the sight of the floating egg.

As soon as Tannon opened his eyes, the egg popped open, and a light radiated from within it. The burly scale raised his claws to cover his face from the blinding radiance. Then, he felt his body's very shape and structure begin to change. His chest became less broad; breasts formed in place of his pecks; his horn and spines along his tail shrank; his pointed muzzle took on a more curved shape. The big ears atop of his head shortened, widening slightly. The muscles on his arms and legs reshape into a more feminine form. The egg sank down to the table, and the light dissipated, revealing light blue skin and tan jaw, breast, and pelvis.

The orange scale opened his eyes and exclaimed, "Tan...Is that you?!"

"Of course it's me," the unaware, newly transformed Nidoqueen responded in a notably higher voice. "Wait...Why does my voice sound so high?" He lowered his claws and opened his eyes, looking downward to meet the sight of his voluptuous, womanly mounds. "HOLY SHIT! Bax, do you see what I'm seeing!?" Tan raised her gaze to look to her friend, who, speechless and slack jawed, was staring back. "I'll take that as a yes."

Baxter shook his head to call himself back to reality. "Well, you wanted to be a woman, and now, apparently, you are one." The Scrafty smiled widely.

From joyful realization, the blue scale smiled and declared, "So I am. And why are you smiling?"

"Well, I did imply that the only thing stopping us was your previous gender." Baxter began to approach the female. "Besides, this isn't the strangest thing I've experienced. When I was a teenager, I was transported to another world and spanked by Krampus himself."

"So, you think I'm just going to spontaneously take my vagina out for a spin, with you driving?"

Standing in front of the Nidoqueen, the red crested Pokémon kneeled on bended knee, took her paw and kissed it. Assuming a gentlemanly tone, he said, "Of course I'd be a liar if I said that wasn't true. However, I plan to be a gentleman and do something special for you before making you a woman."

Tannon, intrigued by the change in her roommate's demeanor, responded with a question. "And what, might that be?"

"Making you feel like a lady," Baxter replied with as he raised his head with a sincere smile.

With a giggle, the Nidoqueen responded, "Ok, I'm convinced. I'll let you have a chance."

Maintaining his proper attitude, the Scrafty replied, "Then, Miss, won't you please sit down and allow me to set to work." Tannon simply nodded and sat down on the couch, prompting the obliging scale to start his night of wooing.

He began by drawing her a bubble bath. Then, Baxter offered his claw to the lady and led her to the bathroom and helped her into the tub. As she relaxed and bathed, he started dinner by boiling a few eggs, as they cooked, the Scrafty went to her bedroom in hopes of finding something for her to wear. To his surprise, her entire wardrobe had changed along with her body. The gentleman Pokémon chose a blue dress and lovely black slip-ons for her to wear. White stockings from her sock drawer also demanded to be chosen. The entire outfit reminded him of Alice in Wonderland, so he couldn't bring himself to refuse.

By the time he had selected the perfect outfit for Tannon, the orange Pokémon return to the kitchen. He took the eggs off of the boil and retrieved ingredients from the fridge. He slipped on a black apron and set to work cutting the vegetables with his claws. He mixed lettuce, tomato, cucumbers and carrots vigorously in a large bowl before adding in cubed ham and shredded cheese. He covered the dish with a dish towel, as not to risk spoiling his surprise, and checked on the lady in the tub.

He offered, with a bow, to wash her back. She graciously accepted, and he kneeled down. Slowly and masterfully, he worked the suds on her back, massaging the muscles as he did.

"How is the lady, enjoying her evening so far?" he asked with his gentleman's grace.

Tannon, relaxed as well as impressed, replied, "The lady is enjoying it quite well. And is the gentleman preparing the night's proceedings as promised?"

"Oh, yes, dear madam. Preparations are running very smoothly." He rung out a rag, and a cascade of water washed away the bubbles. He stood up, "If you will excuse me, I have to finish said preparations. Do call me if you need anything." After receiving and affirming nod, Baxter returned to the kitchen.

The Hoodlum Pokémon, despite his classification, was proving himself to be quite the polite young adult. He uncovered the salad and completed it with bacon bits before wrapping it up and placing it in the fridge to ensure freshness.

Next, he quickly went into his bedroom. After a moment of thought, he selected a white dress shirt, navy blue blazer, red tie, brown belt, and black loafers for himself to wear.

After setting everything on the bed, he returned to the small kitchen. He set the table with plates, cups, and utensils. Completing the placement with cloth napkins, he fetched candles, which were put aside for emergencies, and placed them on the table.

Hearing Tannon's call from the bathroom, he helped her out of the tub. Baxter then guided her to her room, for he had asked her to keep her eyes closed. After closing the door behind her, he went to his own bedroom to dress for the occasion. Upon walking out of his room, he noticed that the plastic egg had mysteriously produced a peony, the Chinese symbol of feminine beauty and charm. He decided to place the flower on the table as the centerpiece. Before returning to her room, he lit the candles and cut off the kitchen lights. The orange scale politely knocked on the Nidoqueen's door.

"Are you ready, Madame?"

"I'm coming, Sir." Tannon opened the door, dressed in the very outfit Baxter had chosen for her.

"You look simply ravishing, my dear." He offered his claw to her with a slight bow.

He led her to the table and served up the meal. They talked about this and that. All things they knew about each other already, but they treaded the meal as their first date. After they finished eating, the Scrafty put on some music and invited the Nidoqueen to dance with him. A perfect waltz, followed by a foxtrot, then the jitterbug. Worn-out from the dancing, the couple pulled out the couch bed and snuggled together face to face in romantic silence.

After some time passed, Tannon was the first to act, sliding her claw over the bottomless Scrafty's protective skin. He hugged her slightly tighter and kissed her in response. Gaining confidence, she used her free paw to undo the buttons on his dress shirt. He gently pulled down the zipper on the back of the dress with one claw while the other cradled her head into the kiss. Breaking the kiss, they sat up discarded their remaining outer clothing. Now, both scales wore next to nothing: Baxter clad in only his belt and loafers; and Tannon wearing only her stockings, slip-ons, and black lingerie, which she picked out especially for the night.

The orange scale climbed out of the bed and kneeled at the foot claws of the Nidoqueen. When the blue scale extended her feet, the gentleman removed the shoes without missing a beat. He reached for the stockings, but she shook her head, signaling her desire to keep them on. Baxter nodded understandingly before standing and kicking off his own shoes. Leaning in, the Scrafty delivered another kiss upon the lips of his date. She responded by opening her mouth enough for his tongue to slide in and deepened the kiss. Sensing her acceptance he reached around behind her, unhooking her bra during the passionate kiss. Without breaking the kiss, he pulled the article past her arms, revealing her tan colored dirty pillows, and discarded it to the floor.

Confident, orange claws gently caressed the womanly orbs, causing the Nidoqueen to moan into his mouth. Baxter guided her backward until her back was on the mattress. He broke the kiss and continued to run his hands over the supple breasts. Slowly, his claws worked lower on her torso until his digits slid under the elastic of the jet black panties. He peeled away the undergarment, revealing the tan, virgin folds of scaly flesh.

A soft kiss placed on the folds caused Tannon's body to momentarily seize in pleasure. Next, Baxter let his tongue cascade slowly over the female's vaginal lips, eliciting soft, sharp moans from Tannon's muzzle. Soon, the tongue pierced between the folds and began stimulating her inner labia. The blue scale's moans cresendoed from their pianissimo into an audible fortissimo. Womanly juices reached the male's tongue and prompted him to double and redouble his efforts. When she was on the verge of her climax Tannon's claw pushed on his forehead, and he moved his head away respectfully.

Panting, she patted the area above her. He complied with her signal and lay on the bed. The Nidoqueen reached over and quickly removed his belt. Immediately, Baxter's twin manhoods pushed away the protective leg skin. After repositioning herself, Tannon took one of his hemipenes in her mouth and slowly worked the other with her claw. Moaning, the Scrafty placed one hand on his neck skin and the other on her back. She took the flesh staff to the hilt and began to work it from tip to base, driving Baxter wild in the process. She switched dicks, wetting his dry penis while her other claw effortlessly slid all over his other. Unable to hold himself back, the male moaned and bucked into her muzzle.

She pulled off of him and kissed him. As their tongues danced, the taste of his own pre gave Baxter a never before experienced sensation. When the kiss ended, he sat up and took hold of her leg, straddling her other in the motion. He positioned his twin, pre leaking rods at her cunt and anus he slowly moved in, watching for any signs of discomfort from her. When her holes were simultaneously prodded she let out a soft murr. He gently pushed in until he slipped inside targets, and both of them moaned at the same time. Sounds of lust and passion continued as he slid in deeper and deeper until both of his manhoods were hilted inside of her.

Both Pokémon breathed heavily as they adjusted to the new level of physical, sexual, and emotional intimacy they had just reached. Baxter began to slowly withdraw and thrust his pelvis toward Tannon's ass and pussy. She relished the feeling of his cocks exploring her love canals as he became intoxicated with the ecstasy of every inch of his hemipenes being enveloped by her. Soon, his thrust became more powerful and faster. Feeling each other's climaxes, Baxter sheathed his spears as deep as he could, and Tannon tightened every muscle she could. Both anthros screamed in unbridled sexual bliss as they orgasmed together. Scrafty cum filled both Nidoqueen holes; pussy and anal juices drenched both reptilian schlongs.

The couple reveled in the post-coital bliss, they repositioned themselves comfortably snuggled together, face to face. Both happy with the gift that had been bestowed upon them this day by the egg they drifted into wordless sleep. The blue egg lay on the table from it a beautiful flower had grown. A small shrub with pink azaleas was now on the table.

To read the rest of the stories in this series, please follow this link back to the introduction: https://www.sofurry.com/view/831922