A moogle stepped out of a dressing room with a large white and red robe covering most of his body. The robe dragged behind him. He turned around and glanced back at the part of the robe he dragged, and then turned back. "I don't know. Are you sure this is what all the cool people are wearing?"

"Absolutely." A chubby male tanuki replied. He wore a kilt, but it didn't hide his sexual parts that well. "At least, all of the ones that wish to help out others, and you are one that wants to help them out, do you not? I heard you were going on an adventure with a small party? The outfit you're wearing says you will help them in their time of need!"

"Assuming I don't trip over it." The moogle couldn't wear the top of the robe over his head. His pompom easily got in the way. "And what was that you said about an app?"

"Well, we just have to give you a quick poke with this." The Tanuki held up a small metal square device. "Then you'll be able to help your party in ways you could only imagine."

Erakir remembered the horse was unsure about his abilities. The moogle wanted to be the best support he could be. "Okay fine." He said with a sigh. "I'll take the outfit and that...whatever it is."

The tanuki casually walked behind Erakir and gave him a poke with the device. The device worked like a shot, but it was a shot that lasted less than a second. "There we go. You're all set."

Erakir jumped at the shot, but with a frown, he nodded up to the tanuki. He paid his gil and walked to the tavern to meet up with the lead party member. He agreed to meet up with him in one of the bedrooms to discuss a few details.

As Erakir left, the tanuki took out his phone. He sent a text message with a smile. "Another future happy customer I'm sure. He'll be better off anyways."

Erakir arrived at the wooden tavern. His robe got dirt on it, but walking with it dragging behind him, it was bound to happen. The white moogle with blue wings, pompom, and blue tipped ears entered the room he agreed to meet the wolf, and he gave the wolf a casual wave. "Hey there, Grey."

The wolf anthro waved back. The anthro did indeed have gray fur and he wore dirty brown leather. "You have an interesting choice of clothes." He pulled out his phone.

"Well, I got to say; the combination of old fantasy with new technology like phones is an interesting choice of a setting." Erakir teased.

"It's about to get far more unrealistic." Grey tapped a few buttons on his phone. "How tall would you say you were?"

"Uh..." Erakir could tell Grey focused on his phone more than Erakir. "Average for a moogle. Shorter than you by like two or so feet. Why? Are we going to get into a short joke? Save that for the gnomes."

"Oh, well I'm just thinking about doing a little something...let's make this a little more obvious before we begin though." Grey sat down on the bed. "I'm thinking a chrome color, no fur. You can keep the pompom, but the wings have got to go."

Erakir looked confused, but then he felt a sudden cold sensation. He wrapped his arms around his body and heard a strange 'clink' sound as he did. He couldn't tell with his robe, but he felt different. He dropped part of the robe covering his paw, and he jumped back. "KUPO?" His paw changed to a metallic chrome color with not a hint of fur on it. Had he looked at his body, he'd see it wasn't just his paw, but he was metal from head to paw.

"Yes. You see, when I wanted you to be a party member, I wanted you to be customizable. Have you ever played that video game where you can be a worker in an office? You can pick whatever class you want to play as, level up, and change all sorts of attributes. You can't do that in real life. Well, you couldn't, but now you can." Grey smiled. "You'll become the best servant ever, and not just in the party, but to me personally!"

Erakir wanted to back up, but his feet felt frozen to the ground. "Erm...you don't..." He paused. His voice sounded much more robotic than he remembered it. "I don't want to be in your group anymore!"

"Hey, the adventure isn't until dusk, you have time. Besides, I think you want to be in this party." Grey tapped more buttons on his phone.

Erakir's eyes went blank. "I want to be in your party. You are the greatest wolf ever, you have a very big cock, and you have a great taste in anime."
Erakir shook his head. His eyes took on a blue glow without pupils, but he could still see just fine. He also felt his body growing in the robe. "You...I didn't...I mean...I totally meant to say that." Erakir could tell Grey messed with his head. He grew taller and taller until he fit the robe, though he was still shorter than Grey by a good foot.

"I'm sure you do. You're a very useful robot." Grey tapped the phone. "The tanuki installed a good OS in you too. You'll be great in the party, and then before and after, you can...personally entertain me." He chuckled. "I'm thinking we'll make you into a female though. I'm not really big about men."

Erakir wondered just how much Grey could change about him. He noticed Grey was using the phone, and every time he tapped a few buttons, Erakir felt himself changing. He watched as his chest grew out into a pair of D cup tits, his hips and ass ballooned out while his waist, and of course his cock, pulled inside of him. Moogles often didn't have many sexual features about them, but Grey was changing that by making Erakir into a busty female moogle creature, though more appropriate for an 'anthro moogle' rather than an actual moogle. "You can totally do this to me!" Erakir shouted, knowing very well that she did 'not' want to say what she said.

"Ah good, you're coming along nicely. By the way, I can install another set of memories here. See, you're a robot inside and out. This includes your personality. It shows it all on this app. I'd show you, but you wouldn't understand it." Grey chuckled. "Let's see, you need to be something else. I don't intend on fucking a moogle." Grey went through his choices on the app. "Bunny? No...cat? Definitely not. Dog? Come on, we need something more creative than these choices."

"How about an ass?" Erakir wanted to call Grey an ass, but she wound up giving him a suggestion. She loathed how much Grey manipulated her body and speech. Worse yet, she could feel something in her head beginning to overwrite her personality. She saw a loading screen in her mind, and she could not get rid of it. The loading screen mentioned it was uploading a new personality and dumping the old files.

"A donkey? Oh that'd be good." Grey grinned and set up the command. "A donkey anthro girl with all the best spells and magic."

Erakir literally could not argue with Grey. She felt her ears shift, her muzzle pull out, and her pompom retract into her. All of her moogle features faded for a donkey. Even her paws changed into hooves. She panicked and let out a donkey "HAWHEE!" as her tail sprouted out. She looked at Grey worriedly. She still had her moogle eyes, but all of her other moogle features vanished. She was a donkey anthro girl in white robes. Her chest pushed against her robe as if they wanted to escape, yet she felt herself growing aroused over the transformation.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you? I can alter anything about you. Your wants, your needs, your kinks, your desires, your class, your knowledge of spells, everything about you is mine to change with just the press of a button. I'm putting in a new personality, a much better one too. Surely you can feel it."

Erakir could feel her mind changing. She tried to recall what events led up to her transformation, but she couldn't. She just remembered Grey buying her and activating her. She knew there was more to her life than that. She swore she used to be another species, but maybe that was because she started as a blank slate for Grey to change as he saw fit. "Ah...I do feel something." Erakir said.

"Tell me, what's your name?" Grey asked.

The robot donkey girl froze when Grey asked for her name. She wondered what her name was. She searched through her mind, but unlike what most would do, her mind was more like a computer interface to dig through. She found commands that she took without question, as well as information about her current body, but nothing about her name. She found her product number in her memory banks, but that was it. "I do not have one." She said in a monotone voice.

"Your name is Bray." Grey replied. "Bray, like a donkey." He added with a chuckle. He began to type in other things on the phone.

Bray could slowly sense what Grey typed on the phone. After all, she was connected with the phone. She didn't mind though. After all, she was designed to take the commands of whoever used her, and Grey was the one in charge of her. "Yes, my name is Bray." She said. She found a growing attraction to Grey. She could tell he was fine-tuning her desires, and he was making her desire him.

"I know I don't need to make you 'want' me, but I like to set up special...let's call them roleplays. Besides, I can't have you going to someone else. You should want me and me only." Grey said with a chuckle while he typed on the phone. "Hmm...how is your cunt and ass?"

"They are designed with the donkey species, as you made me." Bray said with a small nod.

"A pity I can't...actually wait a minute, I can give you these spells." Grey laughed. "Okay, I'll give you the growth spell, and you can use it on my cock."

Bray couldn't remember any knowledge of any other spells she may or may not have had in the past. She learned of the growth spell, and she nodded. "The spell will last for up to four hours by default." She explained. "Is this acceptable?" She couldn't even explain how she learned the growth spell. She just suddenly learned it, as if her head downloaded the data needed to use the spell and put it in the proper place in her head.

Grey nodded. "Oh, four hours should be plenty to do what I want to do with you, and I'm sure you already know what I desire. Cast the spell." 

Bray nodded. "I can only assume, but it is for you to tell me how to do it." She cast the spell on Grey's crotch, as Grey instructed.

Grey's canine cock pulsed and pumped as it grew erect and swelled in size. His cock grew to nearly two feet big. No regular clothes could contain his shaft. "Now, before we meet with our party and go on the adventure, let's have a little one on one. You don't mind, do you? My cock, your vagina?"

"I am programmed to please you however you need. From adventuring to sex, I will do whatever you ask of me." Bray replied as she dropped her robe and revealed her nude chrome robotic body. Any trace of her past moogle self, memory wise and body wise, long gone.

"Good." Grey leaned back in the bed. "Empty that trash folder in your head, then let's get to the fun."

With a firm nod, Bray emptied her trash, deleting any memories of the former moogle. She was a bot, and there to please Grey, which was exactly what she was going to do.
