[Filth, Corruption, Transformation, Reality Shift, Brainwashing, Growth, Futanari]

Niijima Makoto had become a dangerous individual. Over the course of a single visit to Mementos, she had managed to acquire a power beyond what many would consider impossible. A power that had changed not only her, but one of her good friends as well.

It all started with a simple gift from the leader of the Phantom Thieves of Hearts, Joker. A cumbersome gauntlet that was so solid that it would deliver a strong blow to anybody that dared stand in her way. Unfortunately, it wasn’t anywhere close to effective. At least, not initially.

Then it happened. When it seemed like she would be struck down, one of the stones embedded in the knuckles of the gauntlet lit up, and not only did she wipe the floor with the Shadows that tried to destroy them… It also gave her an infusion of power, leaving her a fundamentally changed girl, now wielding the gauntlet entirely for herself and the power that it gave her.

She wasn’t dangerous like this. At least, that’s what they had thought. It was only once she grabbed their operator, Sakura Futaba, that she proved herself to be a dangerous presence. Using her improved strength, a single punch was all it took to break down Futaba’s body and change it to something more fitting for her tastes.

Gone was any kind of intel that they could acquire, whether in the present or in the future. Left in the wake of that punch was nothing but a horny brute who utterly worshipped her Queen, like she was nothing except for a musclebound servant that just worked out all day and listened to orders.

That was why all the remaining Phantom Thieves refused to show up to Mementos the next day. And the day after that. And a few more days after that, because they still hoped that things would change.

It was only after Makoto forcibly broke down Ann’s door and got down on her knees and begged the blonde to come with her to Mementos, promising that she wouldn’t do the same thing that she had done to Futaba to her, that somebody finally went along with her. Just to keep her from bothering the others.

Ann would quickly realize the mistake she made, as she didn’t notice the despicable grin on her friend’s face.

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“I can’t believe you went with her, Lady Ann! Didn’t you see what she did to Futaba?”

“You don’t need to remind me, Morgana. I saw it with my own eyes. But somebody has to keep an eye on her, and if that has to be me, then so be it!”

Ann and Makoto, who was already a bit ahead of her blonde friend at this point, had been joined by their friendly cat companion Morgana. Mostly because the cat couldn’t just leave his dear Lady Ann alone with that brute who had transformed one of their other friends into a muscled monster.

“Yeah, but what if she tries to do the same to you?” Morgana asked, the two keeping themselves at a safe distance. They didn’t want to risk anything. Not after what Makoto had done.

Ann shrugged her shoulders a little as she ran a finger along her whip. “Well… She might look strong, but we’re both here, right? We can take her. Just make sure to try and hit her if she tries something, and we’ll be fine.” The red-clad blonde grinned. She wasn’t about to suffer the same fate as her friend.

Of course she wouldn’t. Makoto was well aware of the stuff they were discussing at this point. She could hear from several feet away. If she tried harder, she could probably hear from a whole mile away. The power that the Gauntlet on her hand granted her… It was something that they just couldn’t fathom. It wasn’t just strength. It was something more than that. Something intense that just filled her with the urge to dominate.

Well, it wasn’t just that urge. It was an urge to own her life completely. And that meant dealing with those two. But she couldn’t just punch them. She promised that she wouldn’t, and even at this current state… She wasn’t about to break a promise.

“Man, these Shadows are weaker than ever…” Makoto muttered as she slammed her fist straight through one that had given her and the others trouble so many times before due to the many different resistances it had. Now that she had her gauntlet, it fell apart like ash from one good punch.

If she kept on fighting these things… She wouldn’t feel fulfilled. She would just be used for her strength and nothing else. But there was something that she could do, wasn’t there? Those two behind her, that she had promised not to punch… They weren’t pulling their weight.

If Makoto wanted to take control of her life, she had to take control of things besides herself. “Hey! Ann! Aren’t you going to beat these things up with me, or are you gonna let me bulldoze through them all? That’s not what good friends do!” She grinned a little as she tried to egg her on. Not in the best of ways, but it’s not like she needed the best kind of persuasion.

Ann rolled her eyes a bit. Of course she needed to do something. If not to deal with the Shadows and get some more training before their next big heist, then to shut that girl up and keep her satiated. “You better have saved some for me, if you’re trying to tell me to take over for you!” She shouted as she ran straight ahead, Morgana keeping on her tail.

Makoto watched her red-suited buddy run by, and she slowly but surely rubbed her thick chin. What could she do to the two to make them hers… And make them more agreeable too? As far as she understood, she only had Power as one of the abilities that her Gauntlet granted her…

Well, that and something much more filthy.

“‘scuse me!” Makoto cried out as she turned towards the two that had just passed by her, before her suit nearly tore apart as a powerful *BRRAAAAAAAPPP* echoed out through her thick donut-shaped asshole, the air around her quickly turning a putrid green as her powerful stink started to permeate through the air around her.

Morgana was fortunate enough to not get caught in the cloud as much as his dear Lady Ann, due to the fact that he was shorter. But that only meant that he had to watch in mild horror as the girl above him nearly toppled over as she grew dizzy. “Lady Ann! Keep it together!”

That was easier said than done. Especially since that gas was well and truly rancid. How did Makoto manage to let loose a fart that nearly seared her sight away? What had she eaten since that day? More importantly, how could she just fart like this on command?

Makoto laughed a little as she saw Ann stagger around trying to get through the cloud of her gas. It really covered a lot of space, making it impossible for her to get away unless she collapsed onto the ground. And if she buckled over, it wouldn’t be long before she lost a bit more than her senses. Which would just amuse the muscled maniac more…

As the thought of ‘Space’ poured through her mind, Makoto quickly noticed a light shining out of the corner of her eye. Something bright on one of her knuckles. It couldn’t be… Did this Gauntlet have another power?

Only one way to find out. Especially as she noticed a couple more Shadows popping out in the distance, having been attracted by the way that the blonde toppled over.

“Look what you did, Makoto! Lady Ann can’t fight like this!” Morgana shouted at the muscled idiot that had lured them in here. He can’t believe the audacity she had. Lady Ann came all the way here to satisfy her selfish desire, and she decided to reward her with a fart?! If not for their former friendship, he would’ve raised his blade at her right then and there.

Ann coughed as she slowly managed to wave the infernal gas out of her face, her cheeks bright green as she did her very best to get past the sick feeling in her stomach. “It’s… It’s fine, Morgana. We’ve got bigger problems than her gas…” She let out another horrible cough, the sense of something filthy trying to inch its way out of her mouth. But she had to stay strong. At least until they had dealt with the Shadows in front of them.

Makoto grinned. She didn’t understand how her Gauntlet worked exactly, but if it was triggered by the concept of Space, then how about she gave those two a little kick in the butt, so they could clear out all the Shadows that were approaching?

She held out her gauntlet-covered hand and watched as a beam fired off from her knuckle, impacting both of them. Or rather, it impacted them both in the stomach, causing two loud growls to echo simultaneously.

“W-What was… What was that?” Ann muttered as she suddenly felt an overpowering hunger pulse through her. She was drooling beyond all belief, and she felt so empty that she could probably clean a Big Bang Burger joint’s entire inventory and still not feel full. What happened to her hunger to make it so explosive?

Morgana wasn’t in a much better state of mind, as he was drooling just as much. But unlike his dear Lady Ann, he was much more focused on all the food ahead of him. That delicious looking Buffet. It didn’t matter that it was all crawly and made of Shadows, he knew food when he saw it.

“Mine!” He cried out like a hungry animal as he dashed forward on all fours, until he reached the very first shadow of the bunch. And in that moment, he leapt onto its head…

And jammed it all into his mouth, eating the whole Shadow in one big gulp, causing his stomach to immediately start distending thanks to the sheer size of it. Not that it lasted for long, because it seemed as if it also digested as fast as it had made his belly bulge, adding a bit of pudge to the kitty’s body.

Ann watched as her simping companion just devoured one of those Shadows… And she couldn’t help but feel a bit of envy. How was she supposed to do that? She wasn’t a cat, and she definitely wasn’t a talking cat either. How could she eat one whole..?

“It’s okay.” Makoto whispered into the envious blonde’s ear, patting her butt a bit as she started groping one of those slim yet firm cheeks. “You can pig out as much as Morgana. But if you don’t hurry, he’s not going to share.” She grinned. Planting a little devious seed inside her friend’s mind. Just to see what would happen.

Powerless to resist the pull of those powerful words, especially after she had already been given a good taste of Makoto’s Space power, prompted Ann to dash forward just like the cat had done. All for the sake of filling her tummy and making that need go away.

The Shadows actually started to cower, especially as one of the weaker ones was suddenly grabbed by the blonde human. It tried to squirm out of her grip, but that only made her grip harder, squeezing her hands into its sides as she tried to stuff it down her gullet and stuff herself silly in the process.

Just as Morgana had swallowed a Shadow whole, Ann was able to swallow one without any problems. Her gag reflex didn’t kick in, it didn’t bulge out her throat or anything and didn’t manage to grasp onto anything that might help it climb back out. It just tumbled all the way down into her stomach immediately, making her belly distend until she looked more than a few weeks pregnant, before it quickly flattened itself down until she was nice and thin once again. At least in terms of her stomach, her hips had quickly taken the brunt of her sudden and strange meal.

With both of those hungry Phantom Thieves on the prowl, the Shadows were now nothing more than meals to them. And they were quick to prove themselves unstoppable. If one of them tried to escape, Morgana would quickly leap onto them and swallow them whole, adding a bit more thickness to his butt. And if any of them managed to get away from him, Ann would be there to pick up the slack, usually grabbing two of the Shadows and stuffing them down at the same time, swallowing and letting out a powerful belch as her stomach made short work of them.

What had initially been a rather large horde was quickly getting thinned out thanks to their ravenous hunger. But they weren’t disappearing without leaving a mark. And what a mark they were making, as both predators started to slow down as the horde reached the low tens in terms of numbers…

Out of the two, Morgana was definitely the one that had eaten the most. And that was evident just looking at his figure. His outfit had long since gotten too tight for him, resulting in the kitty scratching it open and letting his huge gut do its best to slide out. It wasn’t really sucessful, but it gave him a lot of breathing room. Especially when he started to push himself down on his tummy to digest his prey quicker, delightful belches leaving his lips.

Lips? Oh, yeah. As it turned out, the more he ate, the more he was changing. Not that he really cared too much about that. All he cared about was the fact that his tummy was full of good food. So what if he now stood almost as tall as Ann, or that he had toes and fingers, and was more like a cat boy than a real cat? It just gave him a better body to hunt with.

“Gimmeeee!” Morgana cried out as he licked his lips, leaping gracelessly through the air as he managed to crush one of the shadows under his tummy, grinning wildly as he picked the thing out from under his folds. Not even bothering to clean himself off after it left all sorts of weird liquids on him. All that he wanted was another meal, and another meal was exactly what he was going to get.

Ann, by comparison, hadn’t gotten as many down. But she had definitely gained a lot of weight. Because her catsuit was struggling to keep it all pressed down. It was actually amazing that it hadn’t torn itself apart yet, but that was probably due to her actual perception of herself rather than anything else. She wouldn’t be seen without her catsuit, even when she had gained a good hundred pounds or more.

But it wasn’t just because she had gained that she was looking different. It felt like the catsuit didn’t fit her because her entire vibe had changed from how much she had pigged out. After all, Daddy Makoto had told her that it was okay to pig out, and she always listened to what Daddy told her…

Ann didn’t realize it. She couldn’t realize it. But she had changed on a fundamental level after she had been influenced by Makoto. Namely by the many freckles that covered her face, and the cute glasses that had taken the place of her mask. Combine that with how her catsuit was several sizes too small, even before you took her fat body into account, and the not-so-subtle thick crinkly thing around her waist… And it was clear that she had been turned into Daddy’s little diapered nerd.

“Aaahhh… D-Daddy’s going to tell me I did such a good job, eating through all those things…” Ann muttered, her speech slurred thanks to her uneven teeth. But it didn’t stop her from slowly kneeling down as she felt all of that nice Shadowy goodness inside her tummy needing to right back out. She didn’t just wear this diaper for no reason, after all.

She took a deep breath and pushed as hard as she could. And after but a few moments, she could feel a super thick log, almost as big as her thigh, pushing out through her gross hole. It was super stinky, but not nearly as stinky or as nice as Daddy’s stink. So it didn’t bother her as much, not even as it started to weigh her down completely…

Ann was too busy shitting her diaper to notice that she was toppling over, prompting her to let out a bit of a shocked cry as she collapsed into her own gross mess, even as she kept pumping more into it. All while her poor catsuit struggled to keep it and the rest of her gross body constrained. She really didn’t want to waste her cute cosplay while Daddy had taken her out to help her fight…

Makoto looked at both of the fatties on display. Whether it was the humanized and thoroughly slobby Morgana, who had continued to dig into the other Shadows and made them into little more than splatters across his belly as he pigged out like a slobby kitten… Or her dear Ann, who was now giggling like a cute nerdy baby who had done her very best. She didn’t realize she was into either of those things, but dammit, they were suuuuper hot. She almost wished she could make good use of them, but for now she was content with just this.

“Mmmph… Aw, I wanted more.” Morgana muttered as he rested atop of his fat belly, rocking his now human body back and forth a bit, all while his tail swished back and forth. Even letting out a few machinegun-like *frt*s as his tummy pushed flatter and flatter, emptying out all the filthy gas inside him. When he had been so grossed out by it just a few moments prior.

Ann squished around a bit herself, giggling as she felt the mess. This was just like those nice comics that she read. The ones about the girls with big diapies that got so much love from their Daddies. So much so that she quickly looked towards her Daddy with a really big smile on her face.

Makoto returned the smile, and with the big power in her arms, she easily picked up the poopy nerdy baby, lifting her up and giving her a great big nuzzle. “Aren’t you the cutest little thing?” She giggled, keeping her nice and close as she walked over and grabbed the stinky cat by his tail. A little spitefully, but he had been really mean towards her earlier. She was just paying him back.

Not that Morgana felt too strongly about it. If anything, being pulled along by the tail like this was turning him on. Not just because it felt good to be tugged along… But because his cock was grinding against the floor. So instead of complaining, he just mewled like a good slobby kitten. He’d get the chance to fuck her if he was good, anyway. That’s what he thought… Or at least she’d fuck him. Either or, he wasn’t picky.

For now, Makoto was going to take them both out of the Metaverse. Just so she could play with them a bit more intimately…

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At least, she thought that she could make it all the way home before she’d have fun with the two. But the second she exited the Metaverse, she was hit by two very sudden and powerful truths.

The first was the same kind of truth that she had experienced when she first turned Futaba into her muscled minion. And that was that both Ann and Morgana had both retained all of their changes. Even though Morgana was a cat in the real world, the changes that her gauntlet had done to him caused his true form to turn into that of a catboy. Which was why her arms were still carrying two fatties, instead of just one cute one.

And honestly, she preferred it this way. It wouldn’t quite be the same kind of fun if she just had to fuck Ann. With Morgana around, with his fat gassy ass and his cute cock, she’d at least have some variety. And that was exactly what she wanted in a life that she was in complete control of.

The second truth was something she had experienced before. Namely the fact that by using her powers, something about her would change in the real world. She knew that her asshole had previously changed, letting her stink up any locale at a moment’s notice thanks to how gross it had gotten.

She just wasn’t quite ready for her tits to burst out of her usual uniform, both of them socking each of her cute fatties in the face as they quickly started to leak milk from her engorged nipples. She also wasn’t prepared for her ass to meet a similar fate, both cheeks inflating to the point where that aforementioned pungent asshole had been completely buried in between them, all while snapping her skirt and her underwear off at the same time, the poor thing getting wedged in between her cheeks.

But with her curves having grown so spacious, she thought that perhaps she was done. Perhaps that was all that she was going to experience.

Far from it. The second she let her guard down, her crotch exploded. She let out a powerful scream, making many people around her suddenly turn their heads to look at her, only to look away just as suddenly as they came face to face with a cock the size of the girl’s torso, trapped in between the two fatties’ bellies…

The cock was something else. It was so big that there was no way that Makoto was ever hiding it. Not only that, but it smelled just as terribly as her farts. In fact, she could see dickcheese pouring out of her foreskin, and dirty cum slipping out of her urethra. It was the most disgusting thing she had ever laid her eyes on.

And she loved it. Makoto couldn’t keep herself from using both of her favorite fatties as some sort of masturbation aid, thrusting into the air as she rubbed up against both bellies. It felt so fucking good. No matter if she could smell the nerdy baby’s stinky crinkly diaper, or the farts that kept firing out of the kitty’s ass. It didn’t matter. As long as she got to cum..!

Both Ann and Morgana were enjoying the cock too. It felt really good to get fucked by her cock. Even though it wasn’t in their holes, did it matter? Their bellies were just as sensitive as their holes anyway. As long as they got a bit of stimuli, they were happy.

With all the people around them doing their best to ignore them, they let out a trio of orgasmic cries. All of them cumming at the same time, with the most disgusting cum raining down on both fatties as they came into their Daddy’s arms. At least, that’s what Morgana did. Ann just shat herself a bit more as the front of her diaper grew a bit more soggy as a result.

It felt good to cum with this cock… And Makoto couldn’t wait to show off her new fatties to everyone else. Just so everyone got a taste of what she could do.

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“Is that Niijima?”

“No way. That can’t be her. She wouldn’t be showing off like that.”

“But that’s her hair, and even though she’s got that big thing, that’s definitely the kind of clothes she’d wear.”

“What about Takamaki? Doesn’t she look a bit different too?”

“I dunno, I kinda like her like that. Really nice and thick, though I could go without the diaper.”

“Is anybody going to talk about the cat or are we just going to ignore him all together?”

“Cats aren’t real, it’s probably just one of Niijima’s weird friends. Look, if she can grow a cock all of a sudden, she can end up with some sort of cosplayer friend.”

The gossip all around the school was something else. And Makoto could hear every little bit of it, thanks to the latent power of her Gauntlet. Of course, she wasn’t showing it off while she was at school, because she didn’t want to show them up completely. She’d save that for another day.

What she DID show off, however, was the thick cock between her thighs. That's what she was most proud of. It was still as horrendously smelly as when it first grew from her crotch and replaced her pussy, but that’s part of what she loved about it. Especially as it drooled lots of that disgusting dickcheese right onto the ground below.

Of course she loved her fat tits and her equally fat cheeks too. Those huge udders were leaking all sorts of gross milk just like her cock, and her ass was clapping loudly enough to draw all eyes on her no matter how hard they tried to ignore her. Because she was a symbol of pure sexuality, nobody could turn her down like this.

“Daddyyyy…” Ann muttered as she clenched her Daddy’s hand as tightly as she could. She felt so uncomfortable in school. Mostly because she didn’t fit in any of the uniforms anymore, so she had to get hers custom made. And even then it wasn’t very covering, resulting in her tummy sticking out under her shirt, and her tits having popped more than a couple of buttons already. Not to mention how her skirt was so painfully short that her diaper was already sagging below it, and she hadn’t even filled it yet! “Can’t we just stay hooome?” The fat nerd whined, rubbing herself up against that big manly woman she loved as her Daddy…

Morgana yawned a bit as he stuck close to Makoto. Mostly because she kept a hand firmly on his ass. “Yeah, why didn’t we just stay home? We’ve got plenty of food there. Not like you’re learning anything with that cock staring you in the face.” The lazy cat said, sticking his head closer to the dirty head and licking a bit of the dribbling dickcheese off it. All while squirming a little bit and letting out a powerful *BRAP* from his cheeks. Sustaining himself entirely on a diet of his cocky owner’s cockfilth was probably not a good thing. Not that he cared too much. As long as he got fed, he was happy.

Makoto kissed her cute nerdy baby on her cheek, before letting her fingers sink into the catboy’s ass a bit more. “I just had to show you off. We can stay home tomorrow, okay? I’ll give you both such a good fuck that you won’t be walking for a week.” She chimed, more than happy to satisfy their needs. Especially if it meant that she’d put her new shaft to good use.

They were both very pleased by the sound of that. Whether it was the drooly giggling from the nerd with the Makoto-printed diaper, or the kitty just kept on sneaking a couple of nice bites from that awful cheese.

Makoto laughed as she really couldn’t have better fatties by her. Especially when they were this close to pinning her cock between their bellies. Maybe she should encourage them a bit…

*BRAAAAAAAP*

The disgusting gas filtered out through the walls that were her asscheeks, filling the hallway with her green stink and quickly driving a lot of the students away in the process. And without anybody putting pressure on the two fatties, it was easy for Makoto to coax them into pressing their bellies up against her cock, so they could keep having fun together…

All while a certain group of young students were busy watching the chaos unfold from the safety of their classroom, three boys in particular sticking their heads out…

“You’re seeing this, right, Joker?”

“I wish I wasn’t.”

“What a disgusting, yet at the same time incredibly intriguing sight…”

The three boys, Ryuji, Joker and Yusuke, popped their heads back into their classroom as the two sensibly-minded boys shot confused stares at their painter friend. How could he find it… intriguing?

“You sure you have your head screwed on right, Yusuke? Or do I need to knock it around a bit so you know what you’re actually looking at?” Ryuji asked. He was serious too, this wasn’t the time to find some sort of inner beauty in whatever had happened to their friend.

Yusuke nodded slightly, a keen look in his eye. “Her continued descent into depravity, while not a beautiful one, is one that would make a great illustration. Once we’re done with today’s lessons, I would like to try and paint a few first drafts, and see if I can capture that kind of fall on my canvas.”

“Leave it until we figure out how to turn her back, please?” Joker said, rubbing his temples a bit as he looked away from the boy. He needed some kind of mental breather. Especially after he had just witnessed two of his allies turned into complete perverted and fat mockeries of themselves.

Unfortunately, he wasn’t in luck. Because the only other two people that were in the classroom with them were their other allies. And one of them had already been changed by Makoto.

“Don’t you see, Haru? As long as you listen to Queen and her great advice, you’ll grow as strong as me!” The muscled idiot that Futaba had become cried out, flexing as she felt her nethers growing nice and wet the more her muscles bulged. It felt so fucking good…

The demure heiress nodded slightly as she listened to Futaba. “T-That’s nice and all, Futaba, but I don’t need that much strength. If you’d like to put it to good use, then why don’t you try and ask Queen if you can try and pull that gauntlet off her?” Haru asked, trying to go for the direct route. Even though she knew she would get turned down.

“Hah! I can’t beat Queen, she’s too strong! But you could, if you just listened to her! Promise!” Futaba didn’t understand that if Haru listened and became just as strong as her, then she would end up being another one of Makoto’s obedient sluts. Just like what had happened to Ann and Morgana, and her too.

Joker slowly rubbed his cheeks as he was surrounded on all sides by total chaos. What was he supposed to do in a situation like this, when all his options were exhausted..?

“Hey. Joker.” Ryuji said, grabbing his buddy by the shoulder and pulling him closer, all while Yusuke was busy eyeballing the muscle freak and the sheep-like girl. “I have a plan. It’s not like, a good plan or anything, but it’s a plan.”

“...I never thought I’d hear you have a plan, but I’m all ears, Ryuji.” Joker said with a smile on his face. At least somebody here still tried to think first and act later.

The blonde boy grinned a bit, as he started explaining his plan. All it would take was another trip to Mementos…

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“What’s the matter with you all? I thought we were going to smash some Shadows!”

They had all gathered in Mementos. Just like the time when Makoto first got the gauntlet. But this time, the air was different. Mostly because the filthy futa had already ripped a fat one before she realized that things were a little tense. Weird, she had gone through the trouble of dropping Ann and Morgana off back at her home before they went out, why were they suddenly on her case?

Well, all except for Futaba. That musclebound idiot would do anything for her, no matter what. All thanks to punching the smarts out of her, when she first got the Gauntlet!

“This is a… what do they call it, intervention?” Ryuji said as loud as he could, turning to Joker and Yusuke to make sure he was getting that right, their nods confirming it. “Intervention! What you’ve done to Futaba and Ann and Morgana just ain’t right, Makoto!”

“What he says is true.” Yusuke said, closing his eyes a bit. “While you provide such great inspiration in a state like this, and Futaba’s form has become nothing short of perfect for my paintings… I must agree with my friends. If you continue down this path, you’ll regret it all, Makoto.”

“Dunno what they’re talking about.” Futaba said, posing and flexing her muscles a bit. “I feel great, Queen! Let’s just go smash some Shadows, don’t need to worry about these chumps!”

“Look at her, Makoto.” Haru spoke up, with a bit of concern in her voice as she gently motioned towards Futaba. “She was so clever before. She was the brains behind us all. But now that you’ve punched it out of her, she’s gotten so obsessed. Don’t you feel anything after you changed her like that..?”

“Ann and Morgana were the same. They came with you yesterday to try and make you realize that you were on the wrong path.” Joker said, pointing directly as the muscled maniac with the disgusting cock between her legs. “Makoto, please. You have to turn this around. Right now!”

The four unified voices were powerful. So powerful that they managed to make Makoto stagger back ever so slightly. Like she was actually hurt by what they were telling her. Even Futaba trying to make her ignore them and focus on what she wanted… It wasn’t enough to make Makoto’s heart stop realizing just how far she had fallen.

It seemed as if it had worked. As Makoto’s body started to shrink ever so slightly. Her assets shrunk until they were a more sensible size. Her cock grew limp as it turned clean, and the air around her turned almost positively sweet instead of horridly stinky. “Everyone, I…”

Had they really gotten through to her? Joker wasn’t sure. It really did seem like they had managed to pierce through whatever influence turned her into such a megalomaniac. But at the same time, had they truly? Last time it seemed like she had turned a new leaf, she turned on Ann and Morgana and turned them into fat sluts…

Futaba frowned a bit. Queen was turning a lot less Queen-y. No more of that nice cock, no more of that muscle. No more of all that stuff that made her Queen-like. But something in her heart told her that it was okay. She was still Queen. She’d find a way to prove it. All she had to do was just wait and see. Then everything would turn out alright.

Ryuji grinned as he patted Yusuke on the back. “Y’know, I was worried for a second when you started talking about what inspiration she gave you. You really need to work on that, man. It ain’t a good thing. At all.”

“I’m merely being honest.” Yusuke asserted. “She would try to push us away if we weren’t. Even if my feelings do not completely align with yours, it was a necessary element in our successful negotiation. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be returning to normal. Besides, why would you latch onto my part, when Futaba tried to push her back into it?”

Ryuji just rolled his eyes. It was basically one giant excuse, but he’d let him have it just this once. It wasn’t worth arguing with him about it, especially when Makoto was on the verge of returning to normal.

Haru took a deep breath as she walked towards the much more modest looking Makoto, smiling from ear to ear. “I’m glad you listened to us, Makoto. After what you did, I wasn’t sure if you could turn back. But I’m happy that there’s still some of your old self inside you still. Maybe even more than I expected.” The sheep-haired heiress said, feeling totally safe as she approached that sweet-scented girl that had been a horror just moments before…

Makoto smiled as well. There was something so deeply pleasing about seeing Haru this close to her. So much so that her cock started to twitch and tingle just a little. Even though she shouldn’t bring attention to it. Not when her friends had given her another chance. “Thanks, Haru. There’s just something I’d like you to do for me, if you’d be kind…”

“What is it?” Haru asked, her guard as far down as it could possibly be. How could she turn down a request from a friend who made an honest attempt to truly reform, after everything she had done? They had stolen her heart back to the right side, changed her mind and-

“Smell this.”

Just as Haru and the others thought that things were on the upturn, the filthy girl decided to reveal her true colors. And what better way to do so than to grab ahold of that sheep-haired girl and stuff her straight between her cheeks.

Almost as quickly as the girl’s filthy curves had disappeared thanks to her self regressing back to a kinder time, her curves returned. Both cheeks expanding violently and wrapping around the heiress’ head and trapping her in between them. All while her cock started to splutter with dickcheese, and her tits leaked that same rotten milk as they exploded outward.

She didn’t care about what people thought about her. Not her friends, not the people around her in reality. She had ignored them thus far because they didn’t care for her new self. But at this point, she’d fuck reality itself to make them realize that she was in charge.

And by realizing that need to change reality itself, another gem lit up on one of her knuckles. All while a powerful stink started to rush down through her bowels, with Haru unable to do anything to stop the impending stench…

*BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP*

The rest of the Phantom Thieves of Hearts had to run behind Futaba to stop themselves from being overwhelmed by the typhoon of pure filth that started to pour out from Makoto’s dirty hole. And they were left just as shocked at her sudden betrayal as the sheep-haired girl that was stuck at ground zero.

Haru tried to stop it. Pushing her head up against the hole. Putting her lips against it. Anything to clog that hole and prevent the smell. Or at least, that’s what she would’ve done. But the second that the massive gas made contact with her nostrils, it was like her brain just outright popped right then and there.

It wasn’t just her brain that was instantly stained and turned dirty by the fart either. The rest of her body was being dirtied too. Her clothes turned into the kind of outfit that you’d find on a common useless middle aged man. A dirty wifebeater with a set of boxers that seemed like they didn’t fit on her. But they clung to her waist regardless, no matter how oversized they were.

The more she smelled that nice smell, the more it reminded her of her own. Well, his own. She was a man, right? Like, huge fuckin’ stinky beast who always groped his fat cock and squeezed it through his boxers. That was why his clothes were in such a shitty state, because he never washed them, yeah?

Her mind was playing tricks on her. All because the farts were ruining it. But the green toxic cloud wasn’t done. It seeped into her, staining her skin until it was a grimy brown. Not a proper tan or anything, it was more like she was stained by the same kind of shit that came out of Ann’s disgusting ass. But beyond that, she was growing bigger. Thicker.

Not fat like Ann or Morgana was. No, this was the firm kind of fat that belonged to a man that had wasted his life. Which was exactly what Haru thought she was at this point. And the bulge in the front of her boxers certainly made her feel that way, even though it didn’t have the same kind of texture as a real cock did. For her horny gas-addicted mind, it did the trick.

Makoto finally stopped farting up a storm as soon as she felt a tongue rubbing up against her dirty rim, confirming that she had finished Haru off. And turning around, she could definitely see it too, the fat sack of shit looking as disgusting as she had expected somebody that overdosed on her farts to look.

“Mmmph… Gimme a few more of those.” Haru muttered as ‘he’ tried to crawl behind Makoto’s ass. “Just a few more. I wanna cum.” ‘He’ muttered as ‘he’ rapidly squeezed into the bulge on ‘his’ boxers. God, it felt so good to squeeze ‘his’ hog. ‘He’ just wanted to blow a load right then and there, straight into those not-so-tighty whiteys…

“Just wait for your turn, man.” Makoto grinned as she stepped on the ‘bulge’ to drive the fat disappointment up the wall, yet not bringing her close enough to cum. She still had a couple more boys to mess with after everything was said and done. “Hey! Futaba! Grab one of the boys, I want them to taste what it means to try and stop me!”

“I got it, Queen!” Futaba cried out, not even closed to bothered by the way she had been assaulted by her Queen’s delightful scent. No, she was ecstatic! Her heart was right, Queen would find a way to turn things around. What a silly girl she was for thinking.

Joker, knowing that things were about to get way worse, quickly grabbed the boy closest to him and tried to dive out of the way. And he succeeded, pinning Yusuke underneath him and prompting a rather erotic moan from his painting-driven friend.

“Let GO!” Unfortunately, Ryuji was not so lucky. The blonde boy was pulled out from his hiding spot behind the muscled freak, leaving him to struggle as he saw Makoto coming closer and closer with every passing second.

He didn’t want to fall victim to whatever she had in mind. She was probably going to dig it out of her cock at this point too, just to rub it in. Why’d she have to have a bigger cock than him too, why couldn’t she just be weird in the normal way? Being filthy, being strong, and being more hung than him… It was the worst kind of combination!

Makoto licked her lips. Staining Haru had been fun. Reality would have a lot of fun with her too, because there was no way that she’d be accepted without her. But Ryuji here, whose eyes were so focused on her cock… She had something better in mind for him.

“Like what you’re seeing, Ryuji?” The cocky dominant said as she brought her cock as close to his face as it could possibly go. She really wanted him to get an up-close-and-personal view on it. So much so that he couldn’t possibly deny that he was turning real gay from watching her be bigger than him.

He wasn’t gay. He wasn’t gay. He wasn’t gay. He wasn’t gay.

No matter how many times he tried to repeat it inside his head, the words sounded worse and worse. There was no way that he could believe them. There was a cock right in front of him, and it was craving a good pair of lips. Just like his. But he wasn’t about to lick it, he wasn’t about to suck it, because he wasn’t gay, no matter how wrong it sounded!

“It ain’t gay if it’s a girl’s dick.”

Makoto’s tempting words immediately flew through the blonde boy’s mind. Shattering his pathetic attempts to keep up a defensive wall. If it wasn’t gay to suck a girl’s cock, then he was completely fine. It wouldn’t matter, because he wasn’t gay!

As his internal logic snapped in two, he let his lips wrap around that massive shaft, slurping up all that disgusting cheese as he bobbed his head up and down. Sure, he couldn’t get the entire thing into his mouth yet, but he wasn’t planning on it. He was just gonna suck it a bit to start, ‘cuz he wasn’t gay. And as long as he only kissed it, even if it was a girl’s dick, he wouldn’t be gay.

Of course that was far from the truth. And the more he tried to deny that he was anything but a good cocksucker who wanted to slurp that fat filthy knob until it was nice and clean, the more he started to change. Starting with his fat lips and progressing down the rest of his body until he was as gay as he definitely insisted he wasn’t.

Those pursed lips of his quickly grew nice and thick and pale as the rest of his face turned a nice deep brown. Making him look less like he was trying to be a delinquent, and more like he was an outright foreigner who had gotten onto the mainland by sucking his way in. The way his hair turned nice and long and platinum blonde as it reached all the way down to his ass probably helped with that new image.

The brown shade spread further and further down his body until it reached all the way down to his hips. While the changes were a little mild after passing his head, once they reached his hips, the changes became dramatic once again. Starting with the thing between his thighs.

Since he was a genuine cocksucker who definitely wasn’t gay, it was no surprise that he was incredibly insecure over his cocksize. And what kind of black gaijin wouldn’t be, when their cock was the size of a pea? Not that it really mattered because sucking cock was still more than enough to make him cum.

His hips though, they were the real treasure. The whores back home in the hood were actually jealous of how wide his hips were. So wide that he could probably have a cock sink deep into his boipussy, and he wouldn’t have trouble walking after the longest fuck of the night. He would’ve proven it too, if he was gay. Which he wasn’t. He was only interested in girlcock.

Those hips were accompanied by the fattest set of asscheeks on the entire island of Japan. Those things could bounce and clap against each other with a single breath, to the point where they were practically auto-twerking at all times. Which was fine, he needed the workout. It made him nice and hot for whenever he had to work his lips or had to give a cock the kind of treatment that made it cum instantly. Shame he never worked it on men, but he was a whore that only served girlcock. Nothing else, ‘cuz he wasn’t gay.

The last change that happened to him was his attire. A platinum blonde black bitch like him didn’t need lame shit like what he was wearing. A nice tube top that showed off his flat chest, and a pair of shorts that did nothing to keep his ass in check while hiding his cock as far underneath the denim as it could go was much better. Combine that with a fat set of heels to make sure he had the right slutty gay walk without being gay, and a nice ‘GAY SLUT’ cap that definitely was more ironic than anything, and he felt just right.

“Looks like you’re enjoying yourself a whole lot now, hm?” Makoto giggled as she yanked her cock out of her little ‘gay’ slut’s mouth, squeezing her strong hand into his shoulder to make sure he didn’t try to run off.

Ryuji nodded as he swallowed all the dickcheese he had managed to lick off his GF’s cock. “‘course I am. It aint gay to suck your GF’s cock.” His japanese dialect was terrible. But he tried. All so that he could have a bit more fun with this cock.

“L-Lemme have him suck me off toooo…” Haru cried out as ‘he’ crawled closer, ‘his’ hand squeezing down on the bulge in ‘his’ boxers even more. Just seeing that gay black boy suck away was enough to drive ‘him’ up the wall.

“What did I just say, old man?” Ryuji scoffed as he got up on his heels, stomping away at the fat fuck’s phantom bulge. “I aint gay. No matter how much you might think I like sucking dudes’ cocks, I’m only sucking girlcocks. That’s it.” He scoffed like the black whore he was, before wrapping his arms around that big strong futa that owned him. “How ‘bout it, hun? Wanna go have more fun at home, without this ol’ bag?” He said, non-subtly pointing towards the girl who he thought was nothing more than a complete waste of space.

Makoto smiled a little, looking towards Joker and Yusuke who had chosen to remain calm on the ground despite what they had been hearing. “Yeah. Think we’re done here for now. C’mon, gay boy.” She grinned, slapping her personal black slut’s ass as she guided him out of Mementos. With the fat fuck following behind them like the pathetic thing he was.

Futaba wasn’t far behind, once her mind caught up to what was happening. Leaving just Joker and Yusuke, the latter having watched everything and done his best not to cum. Unfortunately he had, leaving both a wet stain in his pants and partly on Joker due to the way they had been pinned down.

There were many things running through Joker’s head at the moment. But the only one that mattered was that he needed to get home, once he was sure that Makoto wasn’t going to intercept him.

This had been a terrible day, and tomorrow was definitely going to be worse…

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Makoto had gotten used to the effects that cropped up when she left the Metaverse. Since the last two times had all been about how her body changed. So she expected something similar this time, maybe something even more disgusting…

But instead, all that she got for physical changes was a simple bang over her eye, making her look a bit… Edgy? Eh, she didn’t really care. She expected more, but she was fine with this. At least she didn’t have to adjust too much.

Still, there was one thing inside her that she thirsted after. Something… Small. Almost as small as her black slut’s cock. Maybe a bit smaller than that. Kids? Mmmph, yeah, that was it. She wanted to screw a cute lil’ boy and turn him into a horrid slut, just like Ryuji.

“Hey. Slut.” Makoto said as she squeezed one of his fat black cheeks, causing him to yelp and cum a little from the power she put into her grip. “Why don’t you go find us a few boys to have fun with? I’m sure you’ll get their attention. Ain’t often you see a black guy around, especially one as gay as you.”

“I ain’t gay, Makotoooo.” Ryuji whined, but shrugged it off. If that’s what she wanted, that’s what he’d do. ‘cuz otherwise she wouldn’t give him the cock that he had grown addicted to. That’s just what he had to deal with.

As soon as he headed off, Haru caught up with them, her body still as fat and as disgusting as it was in the Metaverse. But everyone around her definitely thought that she was a man, just like she though. They just didn’t care, due to Makoto’s power.

“Hey, Haru.” Makoto asked, as she reached over to her pathetic pig’s fake bulge, squeezing it nice and ‘tight’. “You wanna go down on a few boys? I’m sure a guy like you have had those kinds of fantasies. You sick freak.” Not that she was any better. She just loved to insult her.

Haru let out a deep moan as ‘he’ felt ‘his’ bulge getting squeezed as tightly as it possibly could be. And then ‘his’ mind ran wild, thinking about all the boys that could be covering ‘his’ body, worshipping ‘him’ like ‘he’ was their whole world. That was enough to make ‘him’ cum, turning ‘his’ boxers a little wet in the process.

That was all the answer that Makoto needed, grabbing the fat fuck by the collar and yanking him along. The two were going to have a lot of fun, once Ryuji found the boys they needed…

And tomorrow, she’d try and see how the world reacted to her brand new boyfriends.

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“Look at that fat fuck, Haru. He’s a lucky guy, being one of Makoto’s darlings.”

“Mmhm, I never thought she’d be into men like that. Then again, with that fat cock, she probably fucks his ass all night instead of letting him get the chance.”

“Ryuji probably faps while watching too, not that he’ll ever cum with a cock that tiny. Have you seen it?”

“Who hasn’t? She put up a video of her comparing her cock to his like, last night. It was soooo tiny! Who even likes having a cock that’s that small?”

“At least he’s housebroken. Haru’s such a stinky fucker that I can’t believe Makoto wanted him.”

“You know how her cock smells, he’s exactly her type.”

“Yeah, I guess…”

Joker thought that, after finding out that Makoto wasn’t going to be in school today, he was safe from her influence and got a moment to think to himself. But unfortunately he was deadly wrong.

Everything had changed. The whole world seemed to revolve around her. And not only that, but everyone she had changed was just as important. Mostly with how they related to her. Nobody realized that Haru and the others were normal people just a few days ago. It was completely normal to them.

No matter who he talked to, no matter who he tried to argue with, no matter who would hear him out… None of them believed him. In fact, they just thought that he was thirsty for her cock, telling him to get in line.

“Teacher. You have to believe me.” There was only one person he expected to believe him at this point. The only person who hadn’t been here the last few days because she was busy with her side job, so she wasn’t aware of just how badly things had gone down. “Makoto’s gone mad. She wasn’t always this big muscled hunk with a cock between her legs. You gotta believe me!”

“I don’t.” Sadayo Kawakami, the poor boy’s teacher, shook her head. All while casually sticking one of her hands down into her panties, biting her lip a little. “She’s been calling me every night, and… Damnit, I’ve never had a cock like that. Are you trying to steal her from me? Because I can get you suspended if you try something like that.”

Joker wasn’t sure if it was the world changing to the girl’s wishes, or if Makoto really had called Kawakami during her nighttime job. Whichever was the case, she didn’t believe him. Still thinking that he was nothing more than another boy that wanted that cock between her legs…

He just sighed and walked away, looking out the window as he hoped that things would change sooner rather than later. And this time, for the better. Because he was rapidly running out of ideas on how to stop Makoto.

“That look doesn’t suit you.”

A familiar and strangely supportive voice echoed through the boy’s ears, as he looked over his shoulder and noticed a familiar looking detective having snuck his way into class.

Akechi Goro. The final member of their little Posse, and one that had given them quite an interesting array of intel… And a boy that he trusted with his life, especially in situations like these.

“...You’ve seen Makoto, haven’t you, Akechi?” Joker asked, just making sure that he hadn’t fallen down the same hole as everyone else in class.

Akechi tapped his chin a bit, before shaking his head. “I’m afraid not. But judging by your voice, something terrible has happened. It wouldn’t have anything to do with all this perverse chatter flying through the air, would it?”

“Oh, thank god.” Joker muttered. Somebody still had their mind intact. And it wasn’t Yusuke. That boy was utterly gone, and he hadn’t even fallen under the same spell that the others had yet. “Akechi. I need your help. We need to stop Makoto before she makes everything worse than it already is.”

Akechi slowly nodded. Even though he didn’t have the full picture, he was more than willing to help his rival out. Not just so that they could get back to their plan…

But so that the boy could owe him one. No matter how absurd this matter was, the chance to make Joker owe him a favor was worth the world.

All they had to do was try to figure out how to deal with a girl with near-omnipotent powers. And fast.