The trial



       The world is vast and full of mysteries, with many wonders carefully hidden beneath the thin and fragile fabric of reality. There are universes within universes, dimensions stacked like invisible layers upon a single plane. Sometimes, though, the boundaries between these worlds weaken and allow passage, leading to the release of creatures, powers, or even wonders that were never meant to interact with one another. When such anomalies escape into a plane where they do not belong, the effects are often catastrophic –irreparable damage to the ecosystems that maintain the delicate balance of existence. In some rare cases, the breach between dimensions becomes so strong that the two merge permanently, creating something unnatural and unstable, where neither world can ever exist as it once did.
       Of course, these are only the stories –legends whispered across the lands of time, passed down through generations like fading echoes. Those who claim to have seen such occurrences tell their tales with trembling voices, praying that such horrors will never return. Over time, the stories became myths, and the myths were reduced to occult tales told in secret to frighten the curious and entertain the bold. Yet, as with any legend, the allure of uncovering hidden truths often proves too strong to resist. There are always those who believe they can master the ancient powers, seeking to bend the world to their will. They fail to understand the dangers they unleash until it is far too late.
       
       ***
       
       The fluorescent lights buzzed faintly above the janitor’s office, casting dull shadows over three kids crouched nervously among mops, buckets, and shelves stacked with cleaning supplies. Dust hung in the air, dancing lazily in the pale light. The faint scent of bleach lingered, but none of them noticed; they were too focused on the object in Kyle’s hands.
       —Are you sure about this, Kyle? What if a teacher sees us?
       A voice came out in a harsh whisper, full of scepticism and barely masked fear. He kept darting glances toward the narrow, grimy window in the door, his hand gripping the frame like he expected someone to burst in at any second.
       —Chill out, Kenny. Relax, will you?
       Kyle’s tone was a stark contrast to Kenny’s nervousness. He sounded confident, almost cocky, as if they weren’t doing something that could get them suspended –or worse. In his hands, he held a strange object that looked like it didn’t belong in their world. It was metallic, its surface shimmering in multiple colours that twisted and shifted when the light hit them. The metal wasn’t perfect; certain parts were scratched, worn down, or dulled with age. At its center sat a large, round button, bright red and almost too inviting, like it was begging to be pressed.
       Kurt, the quietest of the three, was on the floor, pushing boxes and junk out of the way to make room. His face was scrunched up with effort, sweat beginning to bead on his forehead.
       —If what Leader said is true. —Kyle continued, his voice dripping with excitement—. This thing grants any wish. Anything we want.
       Kenny shot a glare at him, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.
       —If that were true, wouldn’t he have already wished for, I don’t know, world domination? Or at least something obvious? Maybe there’s a catch, Kyle. You ever think of that?
       Kyle rolled his eyes like Kenny was the biggest idiot on the planet.
       —Or maybe. —He retorted sharply— Doing something huge would raise suspicions. Think about it for a second, genius. If you suddenly got everything you ever wanted, wouldn’t people start asking questions? No one just wishes for a million dollars. You’d wish for something that makes you a million dollars, like winning the lottery or acing every test without studying. It’s about being smart.
       Kenny shook his head, unconvinced. His arms crossed tightly over his chest, as though he were holding himself together.
       —Kurt, do you believe this? You’re on his side?
       Kurt looked up from the mess he was sorting through, his expression unsure. He shrugged.
       —I mean, it kinda makes sense. If Leader really wanted to take over the world or whatever, he’d probably be smart about it. Maybe he already made his wish, and we just don’t know it.
       Kyle smirked, clearly satisfied that someone agreed with him.
       —Exactly. You’re catching on, Kurt.
       Kenny groaned in frustration. He turned his back on the other two, looking once again through the window. The hallway outside was still empty, but that did little to calm his nerves.
       —Well, whatever. —He muttered, his voice trailing off—.
       
       Kyle didn’t seem to hear him. His eyes were locked on the shimmering object in his hands, his thumb hovering just above the red button. There was a glint in his eyes –a mixture of determination, curiosity, and the kind of recklessness that usually got them into trouble.
       —Listen, all we have to do is wish for something subtle. Or something powerful. Something that puts us in charge alongside Leader. If we pull this off, the Acolytes will never make fun of us again. We’ll be the ones they look up to. We just need to rise above them.
       Kenny whirled back around; his face darkened with doubt.
       —Yeah, until Leader finds out you stole his magic box thing and comes after you. You think he’s just gonna let this go?
       Kyle ignored him completely. With a triumphant grin, he gripped the object tighter, his thumb pressing down on the button at last.
       —Oh, shut up already. I know exactly what to wish for.
       For a second, nothing happened. The three of them froze, holding their breath as they waited for something –anything– to occur. The air in the room seemed to thicken, growing heavy and charged, as though the very universe were holding its breath alongside them. Then, slowly, the metal object in Kyle’s hands began to glow. A faint hum filled the air, soft at first but growing louder with each passing second.
       Kenny took a step back, his face pale.
       —Kyle…what did you do?
       Kyle’s grin grew, and he made his wish.
       A sudden explosion of white light burst through the room, blinding everyone momentarily. The intensity of the light seared through their vision, forcing everyone to shield their eyes. For a brief, disorienting moment, the world was reduced to an endless void of light. When it finally dimmed and the last flickers vanished, it wasn’t just the light that had disappeared. At first glance, it seemed as though Kyle himself was gone. But that wasn’t quite true. He wasn’t literally gone; rather, his very essence, his presence in the room, had shifted, transformed into something entirely different.
       Kenny was the first to recover, his eyes blinking furiously as he tried to make sense of what had just happened. His gaze landed on a strange, floating figure now occupying the space where Kyle had been. His mouth fell open, but no words came out at first. Finally, he managed to blurt out.
       —A Mew?!
       His voice was laced with disbelief and irritation, his face contorted into a scowl that spoke volumes of his frustration.
       —You wished to turn into a Pokémon?! —He continued—.
       Kurt, still rubbing his eyes and regaining his composure, stepped closer, his head tilted in curiosity. 
       —Wait! —He interjected, his voice carrying a note of excitement—. If he’s an actual Mew, then he can just grant us any wishes we want!
       Kenny spun around, his exasperation reaching new heights.
       —That’s Jirachi, dumbass! —He retorted, his tone sharp and impatient—.
       —Oh… wait, then what can Mew do? —He asked—.
       Before either of them could answer, the creature that was once Kyle spoke.
       —Mew!
       The words hung in the air, and while they came from the floating Mew, there was an undeniable echo of Kyle’s voice within them. It was haunting, like a ghost speaking through the playful, otherworldly pitch of a Pokémon.
       It was eerily fitting for the mythical, mischievous nature of Mew, yet it sent a chill down Kenny and Kurt’s spines.
       As their eyes adjusted, they began to take in the full sight of this new Mew. However, it didn’t quite match the familiar image they had seen in games and animations. This version of Mew was unsettling, larger than they had anticipated, its proportions slightly off when they came to realize a huge cock and a great ballsack hanging from between its legs. Its features seemed too vivid, too lifelike, breaking away from the sanitized, family-friendly design they were accustomed to by the show and videogames.
       Meanwhile, within Kyle’s mind, an ancient consciousness had awakened, something primordial and potent. It wasn’t Mew’s essence but a different entity altogether, one that had lain dormant for countless eons –one that seized the opportunity to rise, consuming Kyle’s will and pushing his own essence into the farthest corners of his mind. Kyle’s thoughts were drowned out, his voice silenced. He could feel himself slipping away, a mere passenger in his own body, helpless against the overwhelming tide of this ancient force. It was only a matter of time before he disappeared entirely, lost to the oblivion of his own psyche.
       The internal struggle went completely unnoticed by Kenny and Kurt, who were still grappling with the strange and unexpected reality before them.
       —I mean, Mew is supposed to be the source of all Pokémon, right? —Kurt said, attempting to rationalize the situation—. That should include Jirachi, or maybe even a Ditto that can turn into Jirachi.
       Kenny let out a frustrated groan, dragging a hand down his face.
       —You’re not helping, Kurt.
       Kurt frowned, his brow furrowing as he glanced back at the floating Mew. The creature hovered silently, its luminous eyes staring back at them with an unsettling intensity while its cock swinged like a pendulum, it felt like it… or he was doing it on purpose.
       —C-can you… talk? —Kenny hesitated—.
       —Mew! —The creature responded—.
       At first it fell futile to try and communicate with Mew, but it took less than a second to turn around as the Pokémon switched to telepathy –resonating in their brains.
       « I can do more than just talk, I can do anything and everything. »
       —Like putting that thing away? —Kenny responded aloud—.
       « Why should I? When I can grant you two with one, instead. »
       —Oh, that sounds nice! —Kurt seemed to get compliant to the situation—.
       « See? I already like this one more… he even has a whole dream world in that head of his.. Maybe I should indulge myself into it. Show you the reach of my powers. »
       The voice spooked both, even though it was fitting for the appearance of Mew, hearing it talk in such a way felt uncanny. Almost out of character. It looked like the Pokémon, but maybe it wasn’t the Pokémon.
       —What does that even mean? —Kenny continued to question—. Kyle, what the fuck is going on –what did you wish for exactly?
       Without much of an answer, the world once more faded into white –but this time even sounds began to disappear.
       Suddenly everything seemed different, new sounds, new smells and even a new world.
       Kenny and Kurt looked around confused as everything looked almost cartoony and unreal. They were still inside the janitor’s office, but it looked nothing like the first one.
       « What an interesting place. » Mew’s voice resonated. « A world of monsters. »
       It had turned out to be the world of Undertale and Deltarune, taken straight from Kurt’s mind and exported to reality. And to fit in this world, they too were changed to fit in.
       —Monster kid? —Both kids said to each other—.
       —Well, I like to call him Monty on my playthrough.. —Kurt responded—.
       Kenny, as expected was still adamant in going against the current of events, while Kurt seemed most delighted to find out what would come next.
       —How can you even say that like it’s nothing?! Where are our hands and-
       His face turned to pale after realizing that alongside the transformation and just as promised by Mew, now both had their own massive cock to play with.
       —Holy shit, dude! —Kurt looked surprised and happy about his new body—. We’re huge! Do you think we’d lose balance if we get an erection?
       « Do you want to test that out? » Mew threw an evil chuckle.
       Kenny was still trying to make sense of things, find logic in this chaos and an anchor to reality that could save him from this nightmare.
       —Enough! —He finally broke—. Turn everything back to normal now, Kyle.
       « Not so fast, how about we strike a deal first? If you two survive some games I have in mind, I set everything back to where it was. »
       —And if we lose? —Kenny asked, challenging the creature—.
       « You.. do understand what survive means, right? Let me explain, right now your minds are being transformed into.. Monty as your friend calls them. If this transformation finishes, your existence as Kenny and Kurt will cease to be. »
       —So, whether we want or not, it’s a race against time. —Kenny tried to collect himself—.
        « Not fully. When I read Kurt’s head and saw this world, I saw this character being exceptionally special. Does what he’s told, No one really pays attention to him and seems to be rather.. idiotic, falling everywhere he goes. » Mew explained his reasoning. « As long as you can avoid acting like him during these trials, you won’t lose, even if only one survives to request the change back. »
       —Sounds good to me, all we need to do is avoid acting Monty-like. —Kurt felt confident—. Correct?
       « To an extent. Show to me you don’t belong here, and I will take you back. »
       —Fine, we’ll play your stupid games. —Kenny stepped forward—.
       « Great! Then let’s begin. Your first trial will be to find a teacher and either fuck them, or be fucked by them –or student, I couldn’t care less. But here’s the rule; you must like that character, if you as much “pick at random” then I’ll force the transformation permanently. »
       —Let’s fucking go! —exclaimed Kurt—. …but what if they say no?
       « They won’t. »
       Kurt was first to try and leave the room –with mew opening the door for him with an evil laugh, vanishing shortly after and leaving Kenny alone.
       —Fuck I barely played this game…
       All Kenny knew of both games and characters was solely based on Kurt’s rambles when he played it, he could not even remember their names. If he was going to like the character, it would have to be based on looks, and seeing how Mew gave them huge dicks; most likely everyone else’s bodies would be modified as well.
       He left the room without much hope.
       
       ***
       
       —Holy shit! The whole thing is like Deltarune but prettier! —Kurt looked through a window—. And this has to be Waterfall!
       Kurt was going through the corridors like it was nothing to him, even when the rules told that he had to be out of character to avoid being Monty-fied, he really wanted to have a roleplay experience. Then again, sex wasn’t a game feature, so his mind found shelter on that thought.
       First he thought of Toriel, the classic go-to for any fan; he liked her a lot but felt like a waste if this was the only chance he would get, or maybe Noelle, Susie, Berdly.. The deer girl would probably be the easiest, she’s into Susie so he could probably use that as leverage to convince her if needed, plus she was definitely on his S tier.
       Once he made his choice, Kurt turned to search mode. The school was not the same as in-game, this one feeling like an actual school rather than the limited areas the game offered.
       So, he played smart and waited for recess to occur. He could just find the cafeteria and wait there, and like clockwork; or thanks to Mew’s magic –the moment he found it, the bell rang. Everything seemed to be going according to plan.
       —Hey, Noelle! Wait! —Kurt shouted, walking fast towards her—.
       —Uh? What’s up Monty?
       Kurt was a little surprised, she was using the nickname he gave to the monster kid. Now more than ever he believed things were altered to fit his fantasy and not just a simple recreation.
       —I-I need your help with something… —With no hesitation he drove her attention to his cock—.
       —Oh, my… —She blushed—. Right here and now? Can you wait after class?
       At the same time the conversation was taking place, you could hear Susie having a confrontation with someone far in the distance. Kurt saw this as his chance.
       —It can’t. —Kurt replied, getting horny—. Is something wrong?
       Noelle couldn’t miss Susie’s voice; she couldn’t chicken out; not with her looking. But also; what if she thought she was into him and not her?
       Before she could answer, the bully was already standing behind her.
       —What’s the matter? —Susie asked, speaking Noelle—. Need some help? You’re not chickening out, are you Noelle?
       —Wh-What?! No! —The deer girl got on her knees to prove it—. See?
       And to the surprise of Kurt, Noelle was already starting to suck him off. His cock could barely fit in her mouth too, making her choke at times as she tried to give him fellatio.
       Not only that, but her mouth felt fantastic due to his size as well, even the gentle scratch of her teeth worked towards a great experience. All while she looked at Susie for her approval, tears already falling down due to the struggle.
       —Holy Moly! —Kurt sounded exalted—. Noelle, your mouth feels amazing!
       —Does it really? —Susie mucked them—. Then let me help you there buddy.
       With a single hand and no warning, she took Noelle’s head and began to move it through Kurt’s shaft, forcing in as much as she could while Noelle grabbed onto what was left outside for support. This made his erection even stronger than before and caused Noelle’s throat to bulge.
       Kurt couldn’t believe how real it felt, the girl’s mouth was warm, soft and wet; coupled by the constant suction of saliva –he wished he had hands just so he could clench his fists on her small antlers. The boy couldn’t be more grateful to Susie, who was effectively doing it for him as a way to bully Noelle.
       —C’mon girl, if Monty isn’t cumming then what are you doing?
       Getting rough, she kept swinging Noelle’s head back and forth on the Monty cock –the deer’s small and gentle nuzzle getting numb the more time she spent unable to close her mouth to either breath or moan.
       Kurt also got into the tempo of the moment. Moaning and thrusting as he tried to keep his balance at all times in an effort to not lose on the first trial. He couldn’t be Monty, and nothing was more like the monster kid than loosing balance and hitting his head on the floor –so in the end he had to trust Susie to do his work for him.
       Climax was approaching, the sensation of his cock swelling to shoot his seed; overwhelming. There was no telling why, but it was stronger than anything he had felt before –like he could just propel backwards from the sheer force that was building up.
       Even his moaning intensified as he came close to the end, to which Susie reacted to by further closing the gap between him and Noelle, sliding a finger up his ass to trigger the moment.
       Cum overflowed Noelle’s mouth, forcing her to drink every drop of it.
       —Good job, dorks. —Susie seemed proud of both—. Maybe you should fill her pussy as well.
       Noelle reacted with her stare piercing right into Susie’s, she wasn’t even sure it would fit back there. But the bully’s gaze was stronger.
       As such, the fucking continued for a while, Kurt was able to feel and test as many things as he could come up with –some of them even without assistance from others.
       His favorite? Fucking her ass “hands free” by laying on top of her, since all he had to do was move his hips depending on how deep or fast he wanted to do it –and best of all, he could listen to her moans from up close as she begged for mercy.
       Once he had enough, Mew quickly teleported him back to the janitor’s room. Kurt’s trial was over.
       
       ***
       
        —Ok, time to figure this shit out… —Kenny looked around—.
       Unlike Kurt’s experience, Kenny seemed troubled in his new environment –he walked slowly and making sure to keep balance; stared and monsters strangely; even tried to see if he could simply escape or something, but without hands he couldn’t open doors, and was not risking a quick accident by sprinting either. At no moment in time did he even wonder who he could fuck to get this over with.. until.
       —Oh, my dear child, you should be in class!
       A gentle female voice, warm and trustworthy just from the tone alone.
       —Holy shit… —Kenny exclaimed at her—.
       —Now, that is no language for a kid to use. —She looked angry—.
       Kenny did his best to remember her name, guessing correctly by pure chance.
       —Sorry Miss.. uh. Toriel! —He still looked in awe—. I was- in the bathroom. Yes.
       At first, he wasn’t much into the idea of these tests and trials –but just looking at her granted a second opinion.
       Toriel was big in all senses. Big ass, big hips, big tits; and the more she moved the more everything wiggled. Better yet, the school-themed clothing and glasses made it feel like she was taken straight out of a porno, leaving nothing to the imagination. If he had to want it, he wanted her.
       Now was his chance too, as Toriel was about to talk the bell ring and recess had begun.
       —I guess not anymore. —Toriel looked up to the sound—. But still, careful with those words little man.
       —Y-yeah, sure Mrs. Toriel. —Kenny began to look uneasy—. Can I.. Could you help me with something?
       —Sudden change of subject, but sure. —Toriel keeled down, her cleavage staring right into Kenny’s eyes—. What’s wrong, my child?
       But Kenny did not have to answer the question, just getting to look at her from up close triggered an erection that was impossible to go unnoticed.
       —I see… —Toriel blushed at his size—. Is this the help you mentioned?
       Kenny nodded, his sight still locked on her tits –even after getting picked up by her, being taken somewhere private did his eyes ever diverted; he had to try them out. And once he allowed himself to blink, he finally realized they were now at the teachers’ office.
       He was sitting on a chair with Toriel kneeling right in front of him –her hands grabbing his throbbing cock and balls, ready to start sucking him off.
       —Wait! —Kenny interrupted the moment—. M-Maybe use your tits?
       Toriel chuckled.
       —Patience, my child. —Toriel ignored his request—. Wait and see.
       And the slow burn of a gentle blowjob began. Kenny’s whole body shake as soon as her tongue made contact with his cock, her warm mouth able to take his size like it was nothing.
       It all made sense once she did expose her breasts to him, too. It was to lubricate him beforehand, allow fluid movement between her massive tits and his massive dick –getting it sucked was just an extra pleasure for both. And as it turns out, Toriel was all he ever needed and wanted.
       Kenny would not stop moaning every time Toriel’s tongue pressed against his gland as her tits slowly warmed him up to a boiling point, building up the pressure. Cum going all over her as soon as it was too much to handle.
       —So much.. You’ve been pent up for a while, you poor thing.
       —More, please. —Kenny begged—.
       —M-More?! Are you sure you still can?
       —Please!
       Toriel looked at him with cute, narrowed eyes, she was proud of his endurance and potential she had to allow him to indulge a little more. But caring as she was –Toriel knew she couldn’t just bend over and have him fuck her, he was still small, and she was too big.
       —Don’t worry. Let Toriel take care of it, Monty.
       Her idea was simple, she took off her clothes and switched places with him –sitting with her legs spread wide open, positioning Kenny between them so his cock could slide right in as his head comfortably rested on her cum-stained breasts.
       Kenny didn’t care either, distracted by her warm pussy taking over his cock like a perfect-fit shoe –humping her like a horny dog.
       He was unquenchable, fucking her and cumming on her until he could no more –playing with her tits in-between.
       Finally, being teleported out once he had enough.
       
       ***
       
       « Congratulations! Wasn’t that exciting? »
       Both kids were still a little dizzy from all the fucking –but by gazing at the roof they could see Mew floating around and masturbating gently.
       —Let’s do it again! —Kurt looked tired, but excited as well—.
       « What about you? » Mew directed himself to Kenny.
       —I’ll win your games, and you’ll send us back. —He was adamant, even if he also looked pleased—.
       « Confident. Are you ready for the second trial, then? »
       —Bring it on. —Both answered together—.
       « Very well, since you seemed to have enjoyed it –I’m sure you don’t mind sharing. I will set the scenario again, but you’ll have to fuck each other’s girl. Hope neither picked a bad match for the other. »
       And he did. Kurt was now with Toriel and Kenny was with Noelle. The scene was the same too, Kurt in the office; Kenny at the cafeteria –at this point you realize it was a perfect recreation of each other’s experience, showcasing the exact moments the other went through.
       Susie would get between Noelle and Kenny, Toriel sucking Kurt’s cock while Kenny gets fingered in the ass to fill up the little deer.
       Kenny was not as pleased as Kurt with this outcome. He didn’t even know Noelle’s or Susie’s names –so if it wasn’t for Mew the whole scene would have failed; and in retrospect he would’ve chosen Susie instead –as the innocence from Noelle wasn’t his type.
       But at the end of the trial, he did cum and complete the challenge –relieved by the fact that it was over.
       Meanwhile, Kurt was having the time of his life once more, there wasn’t a character he disliked after all and with how popular Toriel was in the fandom –only a few would not go after her at all.
       Her huge breasts posed a threat to him, though. While Kenny pushed himself to them, Kurt was intimidated by their size and by the time she began to masturbate him with them –disaster would start.
       A sharp pang shot through his calves as his knees wobbled under the weight of Toriel’s tits. His body flailed helplessly behind him, throwing off his balance further. His posture buckled in a moment of panic as his overconfidence evaporated into terror.
       —Wait, oh no, no, no. —Kurt exclaimed as he tipped backward—.
       Time seemed to slow, the realization of his impending fall hitting him like a freight train. Phantom arms flailing uselessly, he felt the pull of gravity drag him down with no way to grab himself to something.
       Kurt’s body tensed as his mind unravelled, every memory, thought, and fragment of his identity scattering like a glass vase shattering on concrete, it was over.
       The scene played out, but Kurt was now gone. Eventually getting teleported back just like before.
       
       ***
       
       « Well, well, well. » came the sinister, playful voice of Mew. «Oops! Looks like someone couldn’t quite keep their footing, Kurt –I mean, Monty » 
       —Wait, Kurt? —Kenny quickly dashed towards his friend—.
       His eyes were devoid of any humanity, they looked just as cartoony as their characters themselves. That wasn’t Kurt, it was in fact Monster kid.
       « Oh, Kenny, my dear player! It seems your buddy Kurt has had a bit of a… slip-up. »
       —What do you mean? —Kenny demanded—. Bring him back, now!
       « It seems whoever you picked was too much for him. »
       Kenny’s stomach sank. He didn’t know the full extent of what that meant, but the playful malice in Mew’s voice sent a chill down his spine. He clenched his fists –or rather, teeth.
       So far he has underplayed Mew’s games. Seeing it all as a dream or fantasy, undermining the real dangers that had been set in front of him this whole time.
       —Don’t screw with me. —Kenny growled—. What did you do to him?
       « Nothing he didn’t do to himself » Mew replied, feigning innocence. « You know the rules. Stay out of character, keep your footing, and prove you don’t belong. Your pal Kurt… well, let’s just say he didn’t stick the landing. »
       Kenny’s mind raced. He had to finish this trial and find a way to undo whatever had happened to Kurt. Failure wasn’t an option anymore, not when the stakes were so high. But even as determination burned in his chest, doubt lingered at the edges. Could he really succeed where Kurt had failed?
       Back in the transformed room, Monty wandered aimlessly, his clumsy footsteps echoing on the tiled floor. He didn’t seem to notice or care about the subtle shifts in the environment, the way the walls seemed to close in just slightly or the faint laughter of Mew lingering in the distance.
       —Hey bro! —Monty exclaimed—. Are you ok, bro?
       He tripped over his own feet, sprawling onto the ground with a loud thud. But instead of frustration or embarrassment, he simply laughed, picking himself up with a cheerful shrug.
       —Guess I gotta watch where I’m going!
       Far above, Mew observed the scene with an amused smirk. «Ah, Monty. » it said to itself.  « You’re fitting in perfectly. »
       For Kurt –or rather, Monty –the trial was over. He’d lost, his identity erased and replaced by that of a cheerful, clumsy monster. Whether he’d ever returned to his old self depended entirely on Kenny’s success in the trials to come.
       —Fuck!
       « Speaking of fucking. » Mew continued, playing with his cock –slapping Mony with it as he chuckled, kissed it and eventually try to suck it. « Are you ready for the last trial? »
       —Fuck you! —Kenny replied, still angry and disgusted at Monty—.
       « Well, I could. But I got a better idea. » Mew now pushed Monty towards Kenny. « For this last trial, it’s either to fuck or to get fucked; choose wisely. »
       Kenny’s mind blanked for a second. But he knew the best option was for him to fuck Monty, finish as quick as possible and win their freedom form this nightmare.
       —Fine. I’ll do it.
       It had begun. He didn’t even need to instruct Monty to bend over or anything –he had already been exposing his butt for a while now. Clearly being monty-fied had turned Kurt into a form of puppet for Mew as much as the other monsters.
       —C’mon bro! Let’s have fun, bro!
       Kenny couldn’t get an erection going either, but it mattered little as Mew used his magic on him anyways to make things happen.
       For a while they fucked. Kenny couldn’t take how well Monty’s ass felt –probably also a consequence of Mew’s powers. It was clearly his doing and intention to see him not only abuse his friend; but to enjoy it too.
       Monty’s ass ending up filled to the brim with Kenny’s cum as he dry-humped who used to be his friend. Both moaning in unison –eventually winning the trial.
       The room was silent except for the faint humming of Mew as it hovered in midair, watching Kenny with a look of mischievous satisfaction. Monty stood to the side, cheerful and oblivious, his form swaying slightly as cum dripped from his rear. Kenny, on the other hand, was pale, his breathing heavy, and cock still throbbing hard. The weight of the last trial hung over him like a storm cloud.
       « Well done, Kenny! » Mew’s voice echoed in his head, his tone was a mixture of mockery and genuine amusement. « You’ve survived every trial I’ve thrown at you. Quite impressive. I’ll admit, I thought you’d crack under the pressure of this last one. »
       Kenny’s jaw tightened as he glared up at the floating creature. He wanted to scream, to demand answers, to make Mew undo everything it had done. But he knew it better. Mew held all the cards, and Kenny was just a pawn in its twisted game.
       —You promised. —Kenny said, his voice hoarse but steady—. You said if I survived, you’d send us back to normal. Fix everything.
       Mew’s smile widened, and it twirled lazily in the air. « Did I? Hm, yes, I suppose I did. But you know, promises have a funny way of… evolving. »
       Kenny took a step forward, his voice shaking.
       —Don’t play games with me! You said you’d set things right!
       « And so, I shall. » Mew’s voice was smooth, almost soothing, but its eyes gleamed with a sinister light. « But first, let’s review. You’ve proven yourself adaptable, resourceful, and… entertaining. Qualities worth rewarding. »
       Before Kenny could respond, Mew snapped its fingers—or at least, it made a motion akin to snapping. The air around them shimmered, and Kenny’s surroundings began to blur. The janitor’s room, the surreal trials, even Monty, all seemed to dissolve into a haze of light and color. Kenny felt a strange sensation, as if he were being pulled apart and reassembled at the same time.
       
       When the light faded, he found himself standing in an open field under a sky that shifted between day and night in an endless cycle, it looked like a corrupted version of Snowdin, or some area akin to it. Mew floated before him, now adorned in an ornate robe that shimmered like the surface of water. Monty was nowhere to be seen.
       « Congratulations, Kenny. » Mew said, his voice was taking on an almost regal tone. « You have graduated from the trials and earned your place back to your reality. »
       Kenny’s stomach churned. He opened his mouth to protest; or to thank him for keeping his word, but before he could speak, a voice called out behind him.
       —Bro! There you are!
       Kenny turned, his eyes widening as he saw Monty –Kurt, his best friend –running toward him. Monty’s exaggerated features and clumsy gait were unmistakable, and the sight of him brought a fresh wave of despair crashing over Kenny. He was glad to know that soon he would come back as well.
       —Monty. —Kenny said quietly, his voice barely above a whisper—. Kurt…
       Monty grinned, his eyes bright and carefree.
       —Man, this place is wild! You won’t believe the stuff I’ve seen. But hey, at least we’re together, right?
       As Monty ran towards Kenny, time seemed to slow. Kenny felt the impact reverberate through his body, a strange warmth spreading from the point of contact as Monty crashed against him. His vision blurred, and a sharp, tingling sensation coursed through him.
       —No. —Kenny gasped, his voice trembling—. No, no, no!
       But it was too late. He was falling face first to the ground. Panic surged through him as he realized what was happening.
       —Mew! —Kenny screamed, his voice cracking—. Stop this! You promised!
       Mew watched with a look of feigned sympathy, its expression betraying a hint of amusement.
       Kenny’s transformation was complete. He stood there, a perfect mirror of Monty, his mind racing as he tried to hold onto his identity. But even as he struggled, he could feel it slipping away, being replaced by the carefree, cheerful persona that defined Monty.
       Monty –the original –grinned and threw himself around Kenny’s shoulders.
       —See, bro? Told you this place isn’t so bad. Let’s go explore!
       —Yeah. —Kenny said, his voice now identical to Monty’s. —Let’s go!
       With that, the universe that once was, settled to never return –transformed into something that was never meant to be. And that who was Kyle; but became Mew, now transformed itself into Monty as well to join his friends –ready to consume the fruit of the new world.
       Anything that didn’t fit was changed, anything that they didn’t like was adapted. So it was.
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