Inside a massive giant school that looked nearly identical to a castle, a huge crowd of students sat around a large coliseum. Inside of the coliseum, there was a Braixen with his stick held out and an angry look on his face as he looked at his opponent. The two of them had cast a few magic spells on one another already, but neither had given in.

“Just a reminder that these are your finals and they count for one quarter of your grade, so if you don’t score high enough, you could very well end up flunking out of school if your grades were poor and you lose early!” A stern voice announced, which belonged to the principal of the school, Professor Labradore.

The pokemon’s ears fell flat. The principal loved reminding him of that. It was as if they knew that Crimson needed to win this tournament in order to pass. He was more determined than ever to win, but he had to ask the cat anthro he was fighting. “You said you didn’t need to win this to pass, so could you let me win?”

“And miss my chance of being accepted at MIT, the most prestigious elite school?” Luna responded with a hint of smug confidence, knowing that his grades have been nothing shy of perfect. “The Magical Institute of Transformation is where I want to be and where I belong, and I will fight for that!”

‘Note to self, humiliate him in a way that not only makes me win, but makes it all the harder for him to get accepted to such a nerdy college.’ Crimson didn’t have anything against this cat, but then again, the two hardly knew each other to begin with. They just went to the same school, not even going as far as taking the same classes! They had already used the most basic of spells against each other including elemental spells, magical shields, and even a few reflection spells. Crimson glanced down at the dirt ground. While he was adept at magic, he performed much better with runes. He just hadn’t had a chance to draw very many!

“Sir, this is going nowhere.” Another professor of the school, Snake said to the principal in an almost annoyed tone. “We both know that Crimson has no chance to win, but if we limit them to such basic spells, it will take forever until we reach the inevitable result.”

Professor Labradore wasn’t the type to put students under any more pressure, and he would have loved to give Crimson a fair chance, but as he looked onto the two students fighting one another, he couldn’t help but agree with Snake. He knew he had to speed up the process, if only to spare Crimson from having to endure this fight much longer. 

“I ask for your attention, Crimson and Luna! Put down your wands for a moment. After thorough deliberation of the current confrontation between you two I have decided to allow the use of transformation spells. This is done to explore your true limits by giving you access to more creative means of magic. As an additional rule, whoever is first to be unable to cast any more spells will lose the battle.” Labradore spoke up as Crimson and Luna looked at each other with confusion. 

Luna found the sudden rule changes strange, but he invited them all the same. Given his desire to go to MIT he had already learned numerous transformation spells, so he was sure it would be a quick match. ‘Although...’ Luna began thinking to himself. ‘Perhaps it would be smarter not to end the match off too quickly and rather show the judges just how masterful my transformation skills already are. That is guaranteed to impress the judges of that elite school!’

Crimson had dealt with transformation magic multiple times. He recalled one teacher, a mistress in particular, that was rather harsh when it came to teaching him such things. She was the same one that taught him about special magical shields. He glanced around the arena and noticed a few random books scattered on the ground. He wasn’t sure what was in those books, but it didn’t matter. ‘Those will have to do.’ He put his stick down on the ground and began to draw, although he kept his eyes locked on Luna as he drew seemingly idly. “So, transformation is allowed. Let me guess, you want to suck up to them and get a replacement for the part of the fountain that someone broke off.”

‘They never did find out who broke the fountain’s... ahem, private areas. It’s not a bad idea. I can draw it out plenty as well. It was a horse statue and someone broke off that... thing off the horse, right? Perhaps changing him into that part of the horse and then making him inanimate from there. Yeah, I could show them I can not only petrify him, but change his entire internal organs to match up a body part as well. Surely, that would be more than enough. Maybe I can try that water, or well... milk spell too!’ Luna smirked at Crimson. “Well, it’s not my original idea.” He pulled out an oak wand, colored dark with a bronze tip. “But if it’s what you want to be, then I’ll be happy to give you that form!”


Without any hesitation Luna immediately drew out his wand and spoke with confidence: “Tuus os producendum lac!” Powerful sparks of magic surrounded Crimson, who looked at himself with an expression of terror on his face. However, as much as he looked, he couldn’t make out any visible changes.

“Looks like that one was a bust! Maybe you should have practiced a bit m...” As Crimson was speaking, he noticed a strange salty flavor building up in his mouth. Moreover as his tongue moved around, he was disturbed to find how sticky his saliva felt. Still, despite how strange he felt, he had to remain confident. He couldn’t let Luna know that his spell, whatever it was, worked. “And what kinds of words are those anyways? Producendum? That sounds like someone googled a word and added ‘ndum’ to make it sound fancy. You may as well have said Gettus Fattus!” Crimson mocked Luna as he pointed his wand at the black cat.

Luna practically felt a bounce to his belly. “At least my magic sounds magical.” He retorted with a glare. He didn’t know much about Crimson, but he was going to win this tournament. He already worked so hard to get to the semi-finals. He was going all the way! He was about to cast another spell on Crimson’s neck, but he wanted Crimson to realize just what was happening in his mouth. He decided to increase the output of that sticky saliva with another spell. “Morus Porus!” 

Just as Luna finished saying those words, Crimson’s saliva output increased, the sticky white saliva in his maw. It would be much harder to ignore. It was a simple spell, but he hoped Crimson would realize the predicament he was going to be in soon.

Crimson wasn’t going to get anywhere shouting spells at Luna. Sure, he could see a gut growing on Luna’s belly, but his runes were much more effective. He glanced around and decided to try for another plan. He drew a rune of two eyes with a squiggly cloud surrounding them and stepped onto the rune. Smoke began to emit from the object and covered the pokemon’s body, pitch black smoke that looked almost as if it were mist that surrounded him. While the mist only covered his torso at first, it quickly enveloped his entire body, and then it grew beyond that. The only thing inside of that growing black fog was his eyes, but he then closed them. He could taste something... salty and sticky in his mouth, but he had to focus. “Let’s see you try to find me and hit me with that stick.” He shouted with his voice omnidirectionally.

Luna was just about to ready his next spell before he felt his gut jut forward. He felt a warmth in his belly from his much fatter stomach and immediately realized that Crimson not only teased him, but he made that very tease into a spell that would make him fat! ‘Okay, a fat spell is super easy to undo. I just have to turn him into that... horse appendage. Where did he go?’ Luna had excellent eyes, especially being a cat anthro, but as he glanced to the left, right, and of course straight ahead, he saw nothing. It was almost as if the dead of night surrounded him. “Airus aticus!” He waved his wand to create a strong gust of air in hopes of blowing away the darkness, but to no avail. ‘There’s no way he can see me in this darkness too though, right?’

Crimson took advantage of the darkness. He darted over to the books and began to scribble more runes onto the ground. He then tossed the book over one of the runes he made. ‘Being fat isn’t enough for him, I’ve got to do something else’ He thought to himself.
He knew that this magical school Luna wanted to go to was very prestigious. There had to be something else he could do... whereas Luna was stuck in the darkness, Crimson glanced at the crowd of students watching, and he noticed one student in particular. ‘Yeah... that could work.’ Though it was a long shot, he could change Luna into a student that would be good for a different school altogether.

“Come on, surely I’m not THAT hard to find, am I?” He called out. This time, his voice was more obvious to the direction he was from. He knew the dark clouds would only last so long, so he had to make them last. He quickly dove out of the way where he yelled at Luna from.

Luna rolled his eyes and walked his way towards Luna, but very carefully. He held his wand as if he held a sword. “If you tried this hard like you tried in school, you wouldn’t need this to pass.” he taunted. He continued to glance around, but the one thing he didn’t glance down on was the ground. He felt a sudden surge of warmth as he stepped on another rune. “Imanani?” He groaned, and then paused. ‘What did I just say?’ His eyes slowly turned slitted as his body continued to grow. His clothes were feeling hot and tight, but he wasn’t going to undress.

“You’d be surprised at the asshole teachers you could get that want to flunk you out.” Crimson knew one in particular. His voice called out to Luna while he drew another rune, and then another. His own eyes lit up in excitement over how Luna tripped one of those runes, changing part of his own heritage, but he had a long way to go for the cat, and only so much time before the duel ended and it would be left for the judges to determine who won, AKA, Luna out of sheer favoritism.

Luna continued to walk around in the darkness. He had practiced all sorts of spells, but artificial darkness was strange. “Hm...illuminatus!” The wand lit up like a flashlight and he shined it through the darkness. Like a hole in a curtain, he was able to see inside the dark veil that covered him, although as he moved the flashlight, the spot that he could see through immediately hid once the light no longer covered it. “Aha! So that’s your game!” He felt a pop as his pants loosened. His shirt was struggling to fit him, and his thoughts were jumbled. He had an occasional strange thought in another language that, when combined with English or his magic words, just didn’t make sense.

Crimson knew he couldn’t evade this cat forever. It was do or die for him, but he had plenty of runes placed on the ground to help accelerate Luna’s... growing condition. He could only hope he could get Luna to step on them for their full effect, otherwise he’d be waiting forever for him to transform, and Crimson would become a... Well, based upon what he could taste in his mouth, he had one idea, but he dared not say it aloud. “Yeah, but you still have to find me!”

It was only a matter of time before Luna would find Crimson with the flashlight technique, but he knew he could do better. “This duel has gone on for far too long! Tai...” He paused. ‘That’s... not what I meant to say. What’s the word for Taiyo? Wait... I mean... Taiyo? No, it’s not that! It’s... Taiyo?’ He rubbed his head in confusion. Why couldn’t he think of the right word to say the spell? ‘Ugh! I got the flashlight, I guess that will do.’ He walked around in the darkness. Every few steps, it felt as if he stepped on a warm pad and something else changed about his body as his gut jiggled awkwardly with every movement. His clothes continued to feel much more uncomfortable, and much tighter. With a frustrated sigh, he kicked off his pants that were so small that they could only go up to his chubby knees. It felt... strangely more natural to be in underwear anyways, the same underwear that took on a white hue. His top was also annoying, but he tried to keep that on. “Doko ni iru no?” He called out in a deepening voice, directly after he stepped on another rune. He didn’t even think about what he said, nor how different it sounded. He shined his light on a random spot, and grinned at the pokemon. “Fullus Growus!” He immediately regretted that spell the moment he cast it. He could have used a spell to make Crimson’s legs vanish. The pokemon would have been a much easier target for him then! It would have to be his next spell. The one he cast on the pokemon would make him harder to move around anyways.

Crimson gasped as the next spell hit him. Despite Luna transforming and losing some of his ability to speak English, he was still more than able to change the braixen! Already, Crimson felt his balls swelling between his legs and his thick cock pulsing to life. If there was one thing that could easily distract a person from losing a magic duel, it was sexual thoughts. Crimson remembered that from one of his teachers. He remembered the harsh lesson he had to endure that day too. ‘I need to get him to step into more runes somehow! He’s barely transformed! He’s just a chubby... like... I’d say one fifth Japanese. Okay, maybe a quarter.’ Crimson pondered what else he could do. He had to get Luna to use that wand at close range somehow. He decided to create another rune for himself, and stepped on it.

Various images of Crimson began to appear around the darkness for Luna to see. Luna breathed hard and heavy. He gripped his chest and felt the fat growing on his body. ‘Baka. I can’t be tricked by these. But which one is the real one?’ All of them looked as if they were posed to attack Luna directly, though they also looked like wallpaper images. ‘Are one of these him?’ Luna couldn’t risk it. He shined his light on one image and noticed it vanished. He then shined his light on another, and it also vanished. He spun around as he continued to shine his light on all of the images, but his wand let out a fizzle as he did so. Luna spoke to himself with a mental swear he dare not say aloud as the light began to fade, but it was just as he cleared out the last image. ‘I’m running low on magic on this thing...I’ve still got enough left, but I can’t stay in this darkness. How long does this even last?’

Crimson found it hard to concentrate on the darkness. That same darkness surrounding Luna began to fade, and as the dark curtain parted, it revealed Crimson stroking his erect cock with balls the size that would make a tanuki envious. He couldn’t help himself with balls that big, he just HAD to orgasm. “G-give me five minutes, alright?” He stammered as the rest of the darkness faded around Luna. He had thankfully drawn several runes on the ground, it was a matter of getting the chubby, slightly Japanese Luna to trip them.

“You’ll get all the time you need to masturbate once you lose.” Luna pointed the wand directly at Crimson. He took a deep breath and began to cast a spell. With a short spurt, the wand released a wave of sparks, but nothing happened. “Nani?”

Crimson laughed at the short shot of magic the wand released, yet he couldn’t get his hands off his cock. His stick was back in his tail. “Guess you have to use your hands for spells now!” He taunted. “I dare you, come closer and try to cast some magic! M-maybe you’ll get some of my cum!”

Luna loathed not using his wand. He could get by with using normal spells, but they were indeed more effective at close range, and very effective when touching. “Tch...” He had a strange desire to just try to pin him down, and with his growing fat, it wouldn’t be a challenge. “When I done with you, you not will have hands to cast spells with!” Luna said with an increasingly broken accent as his English skills began to deteriorate, unbeknownst to him. Yes, if Luna could do that, then victory would be his. “Ude o ushinau!” He shouted, not even realizing he shouted in another language. He charged Crimson with an angry deep voice. He felt his now bare paws stepping on more runes which slowed his speed, but he failed to realize what exactly was happening to him. His sights were on Crimson, and he was going to take that pokemon down.

Crimson was normally a fast pokemon. The fact he could move so swiftly in the darkness showed that, but he couldn’t keep his hands off his cock and swollen balls. If he could orgasm just once, then maybe that would help him. The sticky salty taste in his mouth just seemed to intensify though, and nothing was coming out of his shaft. He couldn’t move very far besides stepping back. “You really want a taste of this?” He thrust his balls out in front of him.

Luna put his palms in front of his own body and charged Crimson. His hands pushed up against Crimson’s shaft and he let out a shout that was a mixture of Japanese and English, though translated the sentence would barely make any sense. As he pushed Crimson’s shaft, Crimson’s cock fused into the pokemon’s body. Luna then moved back and put his hands on his knees. He just felt so... heavy. His heart pounded heavily underneath his fat chest. His already dark colored fur was taking on a midnight black color along with his darkening slanted eyes. He knew Crimson did something to him, but he couldn’t quite figure out what. He glanced down at his fat growing gut, but only briefly. He had to remain focused on his opponent to take him out.

The push to his body, while it fused his cock to his torso, was still enough to knock Crimson back. He landed against the wall with an “Omph!” And then shuddered as there was a massive increase to sensitivity on his torso. He glanced down and saw he had no more cock, just a set of balls on his crotch, and an increase of white sticky saliva. He tried to swallow it down, but it was hard to keep control of it. He stepped back onto one of his own runes, but with the way he used his magic, he wouldn’t trigger his own traps. “C-come on.” He sputtered. A hint of the white sticky saliva spat out from his lips and onto the ground. “You can do better than that, you fat cat!”

Luna felt irritated by Crimson’s figurative and literal cockiness. He knew the pokemon was just taunting him, but given the embarrassment he had to endure so far, he wanted to just end this stupid battle already. He grit his teeth briefly before he shouted in a deep voice. “Usseewa! Ugoku koto sura dekinai! You soon going to be no more than pleasure toy!”

With a massive forward thrust Luna threw his now massive weight of what must have been at least 230 pounds onto Crimson and pressed his arms together. Crimson was shocked by the sudden weight that was attached to him and could hardly hold his balance. This was worsened by the fact that for some reason, as Luna squeezed his arms against his torso, he found he was unable to move them away, or... at all really! Try as he might, it felt as if someone had applied glue to his torso and glued his arms to it. 

Before long, Crimson was unable to hold himself upright and he fell straight to the ground, with Luna attached underneath him. 

“What you say now? Anata wa no longer have arms! No spell possible and me win!” Luna had to think a lot about how to express himself in a way that was even remotely coherent at this point, but he was confident enough that he managed to bring his point across and moreover that he had won!

“Well I have to say... I won!” Crimson replied with a smug smile as the ground underneath the now incredibly fat half-Japanese cat began to glow. 

“Nandesuka?!” Luna shouted out in sheer surprise. The black cat failed to notice that Crimson positioned himself on top of one of his very own runes and concealed it with his body. 

“That changes nothing! I still fight and watashi wa anata ni taishite jumon o tsukaimasu! I mean... Iie, kore wa eigo de wa arimasen.” Luna tried his best to think of any English words, but try as he might, whenever he felt like he had one at the tip of his tongue, it immediately slipped away. ‘Even without English, I still know my spells, I just have to cast them and win. All I have to do is... urgh...’ Before Luna could finish his now fully Japanese thoughts, a sudden strange feeling overcame his entire body as he felt his stomach rumble and his clothing shift on him. 

Luna’s shirt that once struggled to remain on suddenly ripped open and revealed his sumo sized body. He very likely weighed 350 pounds if not more, and he definitely looked it too. His slit eyes angrily glared at Crimson. He tried to think of the spell he wanted to cast next, but his mind drew a blank! All he could think of was training, eating, and pushing Crimson out of the non-existent ring in the arena. “Watashi ga kachimasu!” He announced. He was the best sumo wrestler in the school! Wait... he wasn’t in a sumo wrestling school though, was he? He turned his attention to the many students and saw the witch hats and wizard robes. He then looked down at himself. With the exception of his underwear, he had nothing on. However, his once normal underwear wrapped itself around his waist and slimmed down at the rear to show off a lot of the cat’s behind, but not enough to be considered naked.

Crimson couldn’t hold himself up anymore. He fell to the ground, though he could use his testicles for standing. Something as small as a gust of wind made his body shiver. He could feel something flow from his testicles to his mouth, and then he unleashed a spurt of seed. “I can still... I can still cast spells like this. How about you?”

“Nani?” Luna scratched his head. Crimson seemed to speak a strange language that was not that of spells, nor his native language. What was his native language again?
The fabric around Luna’s underwear along his sides and much of his back retracted into itself and left only the elastic to show off his fat thighs. He had a patch of white covering his crotch, and another patch on his rear. His underwear loosened to accommodate his size, but it was tight enough that it wouldn’t fall off. Luna recognized the clothing as a fundoshi. He tried to remember his spells, but he drew a blank. He pondered to himself in nearly perfect Japanese if he could even cast magic? No, he was a sumo wrestler! Sumo wrestlers couldn’t use magic! Well, they might get trained in it, but that would take forever. He was in a competition though, and he had to win against this... cock by the only means he knew how. He stepped forward, and it felt as if the earth shook underneath his paws. Each step was incredibly heavy for him to take. Sweat matted his fur as he glared at the shaft on the ground. He just had to... what did he even have to do to this thing? Did he have to push it out of the arena? There was no way he could do that! Moreover, Crimson was turning into something totally disgusting.

“What are you... what are you doing fighting me? Shouldn’t you go back to Japan?” Crimson sputtered more seed. His legs were pulling back into his massive testicles. He was truly looking like a large cock on the ground, just one with an orange fur color of a braixen, with a mix of white. His tail retracted into his testicles, and his wand fell out onto the ground next to him. He breathed hard and heavy as he tried not to let the pleasure get to him. He had no wand, he had no arms or legs, but unlike Luna, he could speak proper language to cast spells! Not that he really could cast any spells in his current condition.

Luna raised his arms to Crimson, but then paused. While Luna couldn’t quite understand what the cock was saying, it was as if something rang in his head after. What was he doing in this magic school anyways? He had to go back to Japan and become the sumo wrestling star he was going to be! The Fat Cat, the sumo wrestler who was the best in training, that’s who he was, and this... walking talking cock wasn’t going to help him do that. He turned and mumbled something in Japanese, something that included a word that was best not translated for this story.

The professors that were watching the match all had their mouths agape.
“Did he just...” Snake muttered.

“He... transformed the prize student into a sushi-loving sumo wrestler, yes.” Professor Labradore pulled himself up and cleared his throat.

“We can’t give THAT a passing grade. Look at it!” Snake pointed at Crimson’s body. “He’s a walking phallus! You know as well as I that it will take weeks, if not months to restore his form. We don’t exactly have Luna to undo his own magic, and his magic is very refined.”

“Crimsons rune spells don’t make it any easier. He can’t draw anything to undo it, and undoing such spells with regular magic would take ages.” Labradore added. “Well, I think I know what to do with him.” He put his lips against the microphone and turned it on. “It looks like we have a tie! Sorry to say that neither Luna or Crimson will be making it to the final round! While our nurses will... attend to Luna, assuming he can still speak English, we’ll find a place for Crimson.” He turned the microphone off. “Let’s go, Snake. We have a dick to deal with.”

“Wait, what about...” Crimson watched the crowd disperse. “Ahn!” a gust of wind blew over his body and he couldn’t contain himself. The seed from his testicles flowed rapidly up to his mouth and, while he tried to keep his cum down, he opened his maw and let his seed sputter out. He still had the head of a pokemon, but from the neck down he was a huge cock. “Ack! Come on, I can still cast spells!” He stammered once he orgasmed. “Look! Big...” He paused as a second wave of seed forced itself out from his maw.

“You won’t be casting any more spells like THAT.” The familiar Snake voice said as he approached Crimson from behind. It was clear that the professors used magic to get down into the arena so fast. “And you transformed your only hope into a sumo wrestler!”

“A pity, he was going to graduate with honors.” Labradore added. “Transforming our prize student into such a thing... I doubt he’s going to stick around long enough to want to transform back. None of us exactly know Japanese.”

Crimson’s eyes darted up at the two professors. He felt the veins from his cock body pulse and throb eagerly. He mentally cursed such a huge cock body. “Yeah well, you can turn me back, can’t you? I’ll stay as long as you need for that!”

“I’m afraid not.” Snake chuckled. “You needed to win this tournament to pass. You failed. You know what happens to failing students in this school. Now, while we love to have portraits of our failing students, I’m not taking a picture of you in that form. Luckily, you’re already nearly changed into something we could use. We just have to transform you a little bit more.”

Crimson’s eyes grew wide. He knew exactly what they were going to use him for. He wanted to speak out in protest, but he wound up cumming again.

Days later...

With the recent students graduated, Dorothy’s Uniformed Magical Beginner School was now taking in new students. The horse statue out front was completely restored with a brand new horse cock attached to the inanimate creature, one that orgasmed every hour, on the hour. Some said that the horse cock even felt like a real horse cock. If one looked closely enough, they could see it throb and twitch, completely unlike the statue the cock was attached to, almost as if the cock had a life of its own, not that the new students would ever figure that out. Crimson would find he was going to be stuck at that school for a very long time.

And as for Luna? He’s currently competing for the national sumo championship in the final round to prove that he is indeed the best sumo fighter the world has ever seen! So in a sense, things really haven't changed much for Luna since his encounter with Crimson.

