TF Lottery: Everyone's a Winner

Arthur strode along the sidewalk that would in time lead to his house, his gait somewhat lopsided thanks to the weight of a litre bottle of cola, a six pack of beer and a small plethora of snacks in a canvas bag dangling from his left hand. He had invested the time and money to heft this payload back home because two of his friends were dropping in for a visit and together with his roommate, things were shaping up to become one of those quiet, civil parties among friends that were the only kind that Arthur really liked, hence the cause for libations. As he made a sharp turn down the avenue his house was located on, the young man noticed a small convenience store tucked away between an electronics store and the residential area. Smirking, he crossed the street and ducked inside.

A brief, electronic chime signaled Arthur's entrance, he smoothed back his spiky brown hair and called out with a coy grin
"I hear there's a pretty young bachelorette looking for a handsome date this Saturday…"

A great rumbling noise emanated from the rear of the store as a massively fat kangaroo lumbered into sight, carrying several boxes on top of her protruding, almost spherical belly, about as big and wide as Arthur was tall. A comparatively tiny head poked out from between twin beach ball sized breasts resting on top of the mammoth gut, a big gulp cup of soda wedged in between them, the straw dangling inches away from its owners mouth. A large, green undershirt was stretched across her chest like a sports bra, the only article of clothing the anthro wore.
"All charm as usual Arthur, what can I do for you today?" She smiled.

"Afternoon Ellen" Arthur replied "Isn't enough to drop in on my favourite store clerk?"

"The smooth talker act will get you everywhere" The colossal marsupial chuckled as she lifted the boxes from her gut to the shelves high above her. Ellen's thick tail swung about behind her, always coming dangerously close to knocking over a display but never quite doing so. This wasn't luck; a lifetime of dealing with her type of dimensions had taught the anthro how to orient her workspace with just enough space to avoid a spill or accident. Her restocking task done, Ellen the kangaroo settled in behind her desk, her voluminous belly flowing over the top, obscuring the various lottery tickets underneath it's Perspex surface.

"I'm just browsing at the moment, I've got a little get-together planned and could do with entertainment and the like" Arthur called back, looking over the shelves of the convenience store.
The store was "Convenient" in every sense of the word. Everything lined it's shelves, from food, to small pieces of furniture and clothes to movies and games. Arthur had raided Ellen's shelves many times in order to satiate hunger pangs or a bout of boredom.
After picking up one or two movies that looked like they would be fun to watch, or at least make fun of, the young man returned to the front counter.

"These two" he handed the DVDs over to the clerk "Recommend anything else?"

Ellen scratched at the tawny fur on her neck, it's golden brown tone streaked with grey
"I just got something today you might like, a bunch of tickets from some new lottery. You still like lottery tickets, right?"

"Not really" Athur sniffed "But could I take a look at them?"

Ellen reached over her head to a small cardboard box on an upper right shelf, drawing out a stack of leaflets, each about the size of a playing card. They were a reflective purple on one side, and on the other,  white and covered with text.
"How many of you are there?" she asked.

"Me, Jacob, Sylvia and Rob" Arthur listed off.

"Alright, tell you what" Ellen replied, tearing off four of the tickets "You buy two of these from me, you get the other two free. Sound good?"

Arthur shrugged. What did he have to lose?
"Sounds good. Thanks for the deal Ellen"

"Take care of yourself kid" Ellen winked as she and the diminutive human made their transaction.
"And if you win and become millionaires, remember the old girl that gave you the discount!" She called as he made his way out the door.

"I will! And thanks again!" Arthur replied as the door swung shut behind him.

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Within an hour or so the party, if it could be called that, was in full swing. Arthur was in the kitchen, debating whether or not to pull something together for dinner or just order a pizza. Wandering back into the living room, his eyes fell on Jacob, his flatmate, sitting on the sofa next to Sylvia, Arthur's friend since grade school. The two were curled up on opposite ends of the primary couch, watching a Steven Seagal movie with varied levels of interest. Arthur's pal from work, Rob, was sprawled across an easy chair, emptying a Doritos bag of its contents with rapt attention. Robert always had an affinity for snacks, as his tubby stomach indicated. On the opposite end of the spectrum was Jacob, who sported a muscular, athletic tone that came with a love of outdoor sports. Both Arthur and Sylvia fell somewhere in the middle, somewhat out of shape, but not so much as a real pot belly.

"Hey man" Jacob called out as Art re-entered the room. "What's the word on the food situation?"

Sylvia blew her scraggly brown hair out of her eyes and fixed Art with a sleepy look
"I could go for Chinese…"

"Like, get up and go?" Rob asked, licking his fingers as he threw his crumpled up chip bag into the trash.

Sylvia grimaced "No, I mean, Chinese Food has got my vote"

"Oh" Rob replied "In that case, I feel like burgers"

"I'm down for pizza" Jacob nodded. "Art, you wanna make a decision?"

Arthur's gaze flitted between his three friends before he finally sighed. It was impossible to mediate anything between these three. Then an idea struck. He reached into his back pocket, pulling out the four slightly creased lottery tickets.
"Here everybody, grab one" He started passing them out. "Tell you what, whoever comes closest to winning gets to make the call on dinner"

"What if one of us actually does win?" Sylvia smiled.
"Then you treat the rest of us to supper at a five star restaurant" Rob shot back, already digging through his pockets looking for a quarter to rub at his ticket.

Everyone started to scratch away at their respective entry slips, while Art took one last look at his own ticket. The front side was a solid purple colour with a shiny, metallic finish to it. The other side was a simple white rectangle covered in a wall of rules and disclaimers, packed so tightly that one would need a magnifying glass to make heads or tails of it. Sniffing, Art flipped his ticket back over and set to work scratching away.
His work quickly revealed three small blue boxes, each with a different symbol. He had never seen the strange trio of markings before, though they looked like some system of ancient runes. While wondering their function, Art realized that he had no idea whether or not he had won.

"Um….does anyone know what these markings mean?" Rob raised an eyebrow. "Do they have to match up or something?"

"Art, where exactly did you get these things?" Sylvia asked, blowing the shavings of her own ticket, revealing the same incomprehensible runes.

"Just a friend at a convenience store" Arthur replied, flipping his ticket over in an attempt to read the miniscule writing on the other side. He squinted "Anybody got a microscope"

All at once, Jacob gave a yelp as his ticket detonated with the force of a small firework. There was no shockwave, just a bright flash of green light.
"Whoa!" Jacob flailed "Fuckwazat!"

Sylvia and Rob were next, both of their tickets exploding in a white flash. Sylvia leapt to her feet, shaking her hands like they were on fire while Rob sat there with a stunned look on his face. Arthur apprehensively looked down at his own slip of paper which was growing warm under his fingers. Before he could react, it went off with a blinding burst of red light. He blinked, trying to clear his vision as Jacob stumbled past him into the kitchen, where he started furiously washing his hands as if they had been doused in ammonia.

"What the HELL Art?" Sylvia finally yelled "Is this some kind of joke?"

"No!" Arthur yelled back, still trying to clear his swimming vision "I swear I just picked them up from Ellen's store! She just got them yesterday!"

"Okay" Rob muttered, kneading his head "Calm down everyone. Is anybody hurt?"
Both Art and Sylvia confirmed that they were fine.
"Okay" Rob continued "If that's the case, then I guess there isn't an issue"

Jacob returned to the room, toweling off his damp face. He froze, peering over the washcloth.
"Um….Rob?" He said warily "You've got boobs"

Rob shot Jacob with an angry look.
"Yes Jacob, I'm a tad overweight. No reason to be-"

"No" Sylvia interrupted "He means, you actually have BOOBS. Like, girl boobs" She pointed to her own to illustrate her point.

"What?" Rob looked down at his chest in alarm and sure enough, twin orbs of fat were steadily growing outwards, taking the shape of round, feminine bosoms.

"Holy Crap!" Arthur leapt up to his feet "Jake, what happened to your skin?"

Jacob looked at his arms in shock. His normally smooth, deep brown skin had taken on a dry, chapped texture, like sun baked mud. Before his eyes, his pigmentation started to shift towards a muddier, earthen tone, then took on a distinct greenish tinge.
"Scales!" he gawked "I'm growing scales!"

Rob let out another cry as he knocked his knees together, feeling his genitals being pulled up into his body. Within seconds, Rob had fully become a female. She continued to remain speechless and turned her attention to her hands, which seemed to be sprouting a very thin coat of fur.

Jacob collapsed to his knees, hands between his thighs as his own gender befell a similar fate as Rob's. His pants suddenly felt slightly roomier as an uncomfortable vacancy took the place of his manhood. Art watched in awe as his flatmate's normally short and curly hair grew out, growing in to a bushy mass on top of her head. Then he felt a strange tingling in his own southern regions.

"Oh no" he whispered meekly. Arthur's hands dove for his crotch, in attempt to halt the inevitable transformation, but by the time they had dove into his pants, all that was there to greet them was a fleshy, vertical slit running between his legs.

Sylvia watched as Arthur's new breasts slowly inflated on her torso, growing heavy but firm underneath her shirt. Before she could react, a shudder ran through her body and she felt a bizarre…presence inside of her that she hadn't before. There was something in her abdomen, inside of her uterus, growing larger. It poked it's way out, followed by her ovaries as they grew a fleshy sheath. The rest of her body reacted the same way, her hips thinning inwards as her shoulders broadened and her breasts shrunk away into nothing. Sylvia sighed as he realized that he was still the odd one out in the room.

Arthur pawed at her still growing breasts as the tingle in her crotch spread out across her entire body. Her already engorged chest started to thicken and broaden. Her arms followed, thickening and rippling with muscle. She remained standing, noticing that she had grown several inches higher. Sinew grew and defined itself along her legs, giving her ripe, taught calves and thick, powerful thighs. Her buttocks grew firm and pronounced, maintaining a feminine slope even as she grew burlier and bigger.

Jacob's attention was split between her flatmate and herself as the scaly green texture overtook her entire body. Tugging off of her shirt, Jake noticed that she had preserved her muscular physique. If anything, she had even gained definition, abdominals standing proud along her midsection. Despite her obvious gender shift, Jacob hadn't grown any semblance of breasts to go along with her childbearing hips.
"Of course" She thought "Reptiles don't have boobs"
Reptiles do, however, have tails and Jacob felt a jolt run up her spine as it started to lengthen, extending out of her back and growing thicker and longer with it's own scaly coat, shredding apart her khaki shorts and underwear.

Rob was on her feet, staring at her hands as her fingers blackened and developed a hard, black shell around them. The thin white coat of fur had enveloped her entire body and now she felt tightness in the rear of her pants. Tugging at the seat of her trousers, a long, silky white tail tumbled out behind her. She scratched at her head and felt a similarly lengthy mane developing.
"I think I'm becoming a horse" she declared.

"No shit" Sylvia muttered as he developed his own furry coat, complete with a small, fluffy stub of a tail poking out of his pants. Sylvia's fur was soft and grey, save a large white patch across his front torso and gradually developing muzzle. His stretching skull was accentuated by twin cracks as his two front teeth lengthened beyond his lips.

"Rabbit, Sylvie" Arthur grunted as her muscles continued to expand, shredding most of her shirt save a thin strip of cloth, running over one shoulder and across her still swelling breasts "You're turning into Bugs Fuckin' Bunny"
Art's head hit the ceiling as she finally her grew own coat of fur, rusty brown hair bursting out of her skin, a tawny underbelly similar to Sylvia's.

Jacob watched Art and Sylvia slowly transform into rodents as her tail finally came to a rest, lying thick and heavy on the floor behind her. Just when she thought her transformation had come to a rest, Jake let out a yelp of surprise and pain as her skull cracked outwards, lengthening considerably as her teeth grew sharp and needle like in her mouth. As her eyes took on a yellow glint and her pupils shrank to slits, Jacob the alligator's transformation was complete.

Rob kicked her shoes off as her toes merged together into a solid black mass at the end of both feet, which extended slightly, forming hooves. She rose shakily to her new feet, trotting forward at an unsteady gait. Despite the transformation her body was going through, Rob maintained her significant gut, even looking as though she had gained a few pounds. Her tail swayed behind her as Rob witnessed the last of Sylvia's changes, his ears migrating to the top of his skull and lengthening, adding about a foot of height. She snickered as one bent over slightly, giving the rabbit a lopsided appearance.

Art's skull had just finished growing a muzzle when she felt something brush her ample bottom, her pants and underwear long since obliterated. Looking over her beefy shoulder, she watched a long and extremely voluminous tail pour out of her back, reaching the floor then curving back upwards. By the time it had finished growing, Art's new appendage had grown enough fluff to be as wide and tall as the rest of her giant, ultramuscular body. She had grown minor buckteeth of her own in the ensuing chaos and her ears had shifted closer to the top of her skull, growing dull points. The over-developed squirrel chattered to herself as her changes slowed and stopped.

The last to finish was Rob, who gave out a whinny of surprise as her face cracked outwards, growing long and equine. Her new horse face contorted in pain as a sharp, bony needle jutted out from her forehead, growing and thickening into a straight, spiral patterned horn on top of her head. She felt it with her fingers, scowling.
"A unicorn?"  she said incredulously "I'm a damn unicorn?"

"Hay, don't complain, for all you know, you're magical now!" Sylvia shot back "All I got was a new penis and a surplus of ears"

No one in the room had maintained their original gender. Jacob lay naked on the floor, her toothy mouth turned in a frown as she ran a hand across her scaly chest.
"At least I kept the six-pack" she mused.
Art on the other hand, was roughly nine feet tall and put Jacob's fitness to shame. Every inch of her was covered in rock hard, sinewy muscle, the definition slightly hidden behind a thick coat of reddish-brown fur. Despite the hulking physique, she had managed to maintain a lady like figure, curved hips only matched by a titanic pair of breasts that rested on her torso, completely masking her overdeveloped pectorals. She picked off the last piece of clothing resignedly.
"Well" Arthur tilted her head as her huge tail knocked over a table lamp "It isn't SO bad"
She flexed her arm, the bicep swelling dramatically in front of her eyes. The massive squirrel looked capable of suplexing a freight train.

"Speak for yourself" The overweight unicorn grumbled, flopping back onto the sofa and opening another beer with her new horn.

Art looked around the room, from her reptilian roommate, to her suddenly masculine rabbit-friend who had peeled off his shirt to inspect his new physiology, to her enchanted-looking co-worker.
"So…" she started "Should we go for pizza?"