“She started it.” Erakir grumbled. The moogle sat in the back room and swung his legs in the air with his head turned away from the manager of the tavern. One thing led to another and before the moogle knew it, he went from a caster that healed into a brawler and whacked a woman with his cane, which lead him to getting a small red bruise on his cheek, along with a few other bumps and knocks that he managed to heal effortlessly. He was hardly enthused about his situation. Here he sat in front of an equine anthro who seemed… awfully familiar, but he couldn’t keep his blue eyes on her.

“She told you the tab was fifty thousand gil and you couldn’t afford it. You offered to ‘heal’ in a dungeon run when she didn’t need it, and then you smacked her.” An equine anthro spoke from the other end before putting her hooves on top of the wooden desk between them. “Now, I’m willing to let the assault go because it was pretty funny, and you really didn’t do much damage to her. However, it’s clear you can’t pay your tab, so you’re going to have to pay it off somehow.”

Erakir frowned at the idea of washing dishes, but he did agree to that meal when he ate it, and it was definitely one that left him well fed. “Fine, I’ll wash dishes for a night and we can call it even.” He said with a sigh. Normally, the moogle was much more composed. He blamed the alcoholic drinks, which they gave him quite a bit of! “Just… don’t put me with her, okay?”

The horse chuckled. “You’re going to be doing more than washing dishes. A small moogle like you couldn’t reach the counter without a step stool!” She was quick to point out the moogle’s height. “No, you’re going to be working this off serving food and customers. Trust me when I say you’ll be quick to fit in perfectly for the job. By the time you’re done, you might not want to leave!”

The moogle groaned at the thought of serving these customers. While he had only been to this tavern once, he was quick to realize how perverted the staff were. True he couldn’t get his eyes off the busts of many maids, the manager’s own tits included, but he was in no way suitable to serve perverted clients that smacked the asses of waitresses. “Isn’t there any other way I can pay off my debt?”

“Well, you could suck my cock.” The horse was quick to reply with a look on her face that said she was indeed, very serious.

Five minutes later, Erakir was suiting up in a uniform. The uniform was very girly with a skirt and a top that did little to hide tits, though Erakir lacked tits and an ass as he was a moogle. The outfit was a bit big, but he would grin and wear it. “So I just take orders, hand them off, and that’s it. Easy enough.” He had short wings so he could fly for brief periods and take orders. It seemed like an easy enough gig. 
“Better than sucking horse cock.” He told himself as he went to start his new, hopefully temporary, job.

The job seemed to go fine for Erakir at first. A few orders here and there where he had to write down some very specific instructions, but overall he didn’t have very many issues. The more he worked though, the more perverse he noticed this place was. He was used to perverted places, but this tavern was much more open on sex than he previously thought. Even the waitress, the very one whom he had started the fight with, was fucking a wolf right in his very seat! He was convinced she was doing that for tips, yet he felt a twinge of jealousy, and not for the wolf. ‘I hear the waitresses get really really good tips for providing sex. Man, I’m never going to pay off my tab at the rates she’s giving me. Maybe I should have sucked off her cock, or maybe offered something else in return.’ His paws curled briefly at the thought of… using them on the big horse shaft and his own cock throbbed to life. He wasn’t sure where these perverted ideas came from, but he was in no rush to get rid of them.

After a little longer of serving some people, Erakir was finding his suit to be a little snug. Something that was once so large was now feeling so… tight? He looked down at his chest and his eyes went wide. Since when did he have tits? He must have had at least A cup breasts, which weren’t that big, but they were something. In addition to that, he was taller too. He must have been so distracted with work that he failed to notice all of these things changing. He had to get out of here, he had…

“Waitress!” A voice called out. A dark male cat anthro, a little chubby but a happy one with a grin on his face. “I’m ready to pay now!”

‘Right, of course.’ Erakir thought to himself. Why did this place feel more like a restaurant than anything else? He walked up to the dark cat anthro and poked his head above the table. He didn’t have to get on his toes for that anymore. He really had changed in height! He definitely had to get to a mirror of some sort. He told himself he would do just that after this customer. “Alright sir, very good. Your total comes to 1500 gil.”

“Oh, no no. You don’t understand I’m going to do the other form of payment.” The cat anthro patted his lap and lowered his pants. While most couldn’t see under the table easily, Erakir noticed the cat revealed his cock to him, a human shaped looking shaft. “The other waitress said you take oral sex as a form of payment, so I’d like to provide that please!”

Oral sex? Well, the equine anthro did offer sex to help pay back the meal… Wait, was sex really a valid form of payment? The idea sounded ridiculous, but he was unable to come up with an argument against it. With a mental shrug, he ducked slightly underneath the table and lightly whacked his pompom as he got underneath and put his head between the furry crotch of the cat anthro. “I… I mean…Is this how you really want to pay for the meal?”

“You’ve seen the other waitresses, haven’t you? Of COURSE sex is a valid option to pay for the meal! The bigger the meal, the more intense the sex has to be!” The cat said with a laugh. “I just got something small, so oral should be more than enough. I can tell you haven’t been getting any action all day, and we have got to change that! A moogle cat hybrid has got to be worth something for fun, right?”

A moogle cat hybrid? Erakir was… well, he had some cat in him when he thought about it. He hadn’t had much time to see his reflection but he knew he had changed somehow. His skirt was now doing a very poor job at hiding an erect cock between his legs. Had the horse mentioned sex to him now, he would have been likely to take them up on that offer, but he wasn’t going to mention THAT aloud! His thoughts were also hazy. No matter how much he tried to clean them up and focus, he couldn’t.
“Right, sorry sir.” He said with a slight smile before he went between the cat's legs and saw that shaft with two big furry balls. He opened up his mouth and gave the base a slow, sensual lick. He didn’t take any time to process his thoughts as to what he was doing, he simply did.

The cat anthro spread their legs and Erakir took the cock in his mouth. He couldn’t believe what he was doing, but his mind told him that was right. He closed his eyes and lost focus as he moved his maw back and forth. He felt his body tingling and barely heard his outfit actually beginning to rip! He hid underneath the table as he sucked off a customer casually, all the while slowly getting into it bit by bit.
With one huge rip, his outfit tore into two and he felt the brush of a cold wind on his nude body. His cock throbbed eagerly, but also weaker than before. He reached down with one hand and felt his shaft with two fingers. He had already known he was getting bigger, and the fact he outgrew his clothing proved it, but one thing that wasn’t getting bigger was that thing between his legs. One thing that was getting bigger… rather, two things that were getting larger, were his tits. ‘Why does this… this feels so GOOD. I can’t stop!’

In only a short amount of time, Erakir soon felt a warmth flood his mouth and throat as the cat orgasmed, unleashing his seed within Erakir’s maw. The moogle closed his eyes and took in every last drop. After the cat finished, Erakir’s lips wrapped tightly around the base and pulled upwards, as if squeezing the last drop of toothpaste. He popped off the cat with a soft op noise and then got up from underneath the table. Only then, Erakir remembered… he was completely naked. “E-erm… s-sorry. I couldn’t… my outfit just kinda tore right open!” He spoke with a smile and a huge blush.

“Don’t worry about it. Thanks for helping me get the meal paid for.” The cat anthro pulled up his pants and got out from the booth. “If you want a tip, you can come to my place and we can try your ass next.” He gave Erakir’s rear a smack before he walked out of the tavern.

Erakir should have been fuming at his big ears over how the cat treated him, yet his heart fluttered with… more? Moreover, he himself hadn’t orgasmed, but that must have been normal. After all, sucking someone off under a table wasn’t his definition of hot.
“R-right…” He told himself after a good minute of staring at the wooden exit doors. “I was going to look at myself in the mirror! And get a new outfit too.” He rushed to the backrooms, knowing employees had their own bathrooms he could get a look at just how much bigger he had gotten.

Erakir rushed into the bathroom and noticed it was a small one with one toilet, but that didn’t concern him so much as the mirror. He remembered going into this bathroom to put on the outfit that he couldn’t even see over the countertop without flapping his wings, but now he was able to reach over it and see the top of his head without difficulty. If he had to guess, he was at about crotch height for most people, which his thoughts immediately spoke up. ‘The perfect cock sucking height! Hehe.’ 
Erakir’s fur had a twinge of yellow and brown stripes, something he knew he didn’t have earlier. He also had a much longer tail than before. There was no doubt in his mind he was changing. He then looked down at his cock and saw that it was so small and pathetic, barely the length of his pinkie. “This… I’m becoming a girl?” He tilted his head in confusion. Well, either way he knew one thing he had to do, and that was get a new suit. He may have been changing, but he had a debt to repay, which was likely going to get much worse now that he tore the outfit.
“Hopefully that horse isn’t too upset with me… maybe I can rub my paws on her cock as a sign of forgiveness.” He spoke to himself in a voice that sounded lighter than before. He stepped out of the bathroom and walked right into her office to encounter her once more.

The equine’s ears twitched, and she raised her head to see Erakir with a smile. “Oh, look who’s back. Looks like you’ve outgrown your little outfit, huh little kittie?” She teased. “Are you in need of another?”

Erakir held his hands and looked down with a blush. He kept his eyes away from his pathetically small cock that pulsed eagerly. God, why did she turn him on more than anything else? She wasn’t his type! “I erm… yeah.” He didn’t argue about being called a kittie. His mom was a cat! “Also, do you like… have anything for my head? I feel so dizzy.” His head was both muddled and he had a continuous sense of vertigo, unaware that his height was getting taller and taller with every beat of his heart, something that went faster around this horse.

“You just need to get more cock in your system.” The horse waved her hand dismissively. She stood up and walked to a small closet where she pulled out a uniform that looked like a french maid outfit. “We’re out of the typical bar maid ones, but this will work. It’s a bit big, but I have a feeling you’ll grow right into it.”

“Wait…” Erakir’s mind slowly put the pieces in place. How did he grow out of the outfit the horse gave him, and why did things feel so off? Minute by minute, he felt taller, his hips went wider, and the tail above his large rear wagged more and more, as if more canine blood were being pumped into him by the moment. He still had some moogle in him, but it yearned to escape. “Are you doing something to me? I feel not right.”

The horse shook her head. “No! Well, maybe. See, I’m simply helping you get into your new role as a tavern maid, nothing more! If it so happens that it comes with you having an incredibly strong desire to suck my cock and take it for a ride after work, who am I to speak out against that?”

Erakir should have been insulted. He should have known something was up with that one single sentence and stormed off. Bills be damned, he simply wouldn’t come back to this tavern. Sure this place had a lot of sex, and that was definitely a huge appeal to him, but something in Erakir’s mind told him that the horse was… honest? Why would she lie to him? And to talk about sucking off her cock sounded strange, but Erakir’s lips that were forming into a muzzle did feel dry for some horse cum. God, if she was as big as a equine, imagine how large her balls must be. She had nothing on a tanuki, nobody did, but she must have packed a punch down there either way!
“Like, right. Sorry ma’am.” Erakir put on the maid outfit with her help and a slow smile on her face. Yes, the horse was right. He could work under her until his debt was repaid! “I’ll put on this outfit and make you proud!” Erakir did just as he said he would, slipping on the outfit and getting right back to work.

Something clicked in Erakir’s head that time. He wasn’t sure what it was, but he felt… happier about working underneath this horse. The outfit he wore didn’t come with underwear, so his big fluffy rear and small cock were on display for anyone that looked underneath him, or the several times he had to surprisingly bend down to pick things up, something he so rarely had to do before, but he didn’t care. He was now a little smaller than most people, a little shorter than five feet tall, but it didn’t bother him. He worked with a smile on his face, not even taking the time to notice his wings, and his pompom had vanished during these changes and the time he spent serving people.

Time went by swiftly for the cat moogle hybrid. Just as the horse said, he grew right into the outfit, but things still didn’t feel right. He kept thinking of himself as a ‘she’ for some reason, and while gender was complicated, he was pretty sure he still had that dick between his legs, as tiny as it were! He served table after table as he got into his new job, and then he went to take an order from a equine anthro that had black hide and was definitely male. Erakir found his eyes wandering to the crotch of that horse more than he should have. His height was now actually equal to that of the patrons at nearly six feet in length, yet he didn’t find that at all odd! Any signs he was a moogle were quickly fading at that. “So, like what would you like to order?” He spoke in a bubbly feminine voice. His tits bobbed in that outfit. The one thing his boss didn’t give him was a bra to protect those big bouncy boobs.

“I’ll have the shrimp fried rice.” The horse said with a smile as he looked up and down Erakir’s body. “I wouldn’t mind a piece of you either.” 

Erakir paused for a moment. She… no, he. Dammit, he was a male, though he was struggling to continue to think that. Every bit of his body spoke otherwise. He had next to no moogle traits at this point, though his eye color and a hint of whiteness on him indicated there was a little more to him than being a cat, as if a part of him wanted to hang in there and not let go and become this big kitty. “Shrimp fried rice? I don’t think shrimp fry rice.” He spoke with genuine confusion. He heard a bit about wanting a piece of him, and truthfully he wouldn’t mind that horse cock in his ass either, but it was difficult for Erakir to process so much at one time.

“No, it… it’s a food.” The horse sighed. “It’s on the menu. Just tell that to the chef and they should understand. If the chef doesn’t understand, then god help this tavern.” He stared at Erakir’s bouncing chest. “Then again, they never talk about the food here.”

Erakir tilted his head down. He could no longer see his feet thanks to his massive tits in the way. ‘Huh, how can I give pawjobs if I can’t even see my own paws? Oh well.’ He thought to himself with an innocent smile. “Ummm… I still don’t really understand what you want, but if it’s breast milk, I can totally get you that!”

The horse chuckled at the cat/moogle hybrid creature, though the anthro had far more feline than moogle at this point. If it weren’t for hints of white and very small bits of blue, one wouldn’t even be able to tell they were once anything else. “You really are a special one aren’t you? Definitely the right fit for this job.”

“Oh, I’m the right fit for something alright.” Erakir wished he could stop himself from saying such things, but one thing that changed with his body was his mind wanting more and more of a cock. If his boss wouldn’t oblige, then maybe this equine would. “Ummm…” He tried to think about how he could phrase it for him, how did he properly hit on a person? “Are you going to pay with money, or with like, other things?” He leaned down onto the table and showed off his breasts which had grown handsomely, now looking so huge in that tiny outfit of his.

The horse laughed at Erakir’s clear eagerness. “You make it sound as if I should be paying with something else and you don’t want the money at all! Well, I can’t say no to you. How about you raise your skirt and let’s see how nice and eager you are?”

Erakir blushed deeply underneath his yellow fur. One thing that hadn’t completely changed was his cock, something he was once so concerned with keeping, now more than ever he wished to be rid of the thing! His tiny shaft pulsed and throbbed hard and eager, ready and willing to cum at any moment, and much too small to fuck anyone with it, not that he had the intention! “Ummm… wouldn’t you rather have my ass?” Erakir turned around. With the help of his big fluffy kitty tail, his maid outfit lifted up and showed his rear bouncing and eager for fun!

The equine chuckled at Erakir’s hesitation. “What? Do you still have a thing between your legs? Here I thought Myu only hired women. Well, I don’t judge. You do have a pretty fine ass.” The horse grabbed Erakir’s rear and gave it a firm squeeze. “Say, what’s your name?”

Name? Erakir had to pause over that briefly. His normal name didn’t feel right. Erakir felt as if it belonged to a moogle, not a yellow cat such as himself! “Ummm…” Also, Erakir was such a hard word to pronounce. “Mia!” He said with an excited bubbly voice, one foot raised and his hands to his head with a big grin. Yes, Mia was a super easy name! A treasure hunter cat girl. He giggled in delight over the squeeze. Oh, he hoped this customer would play with him! Mia felt… larger than he should have, but also so right!

“Mia is a cute name. Well Mia, how about you bring me what you think is good, and then we’ll take care of payment immediately after?” The equine suggested with a smile. “Hopefully things that don’t take too long?”

Era- no, Mia, nodded eagerly. Yes, he knew good things to bring this sexy stud! Mia skipped away with a smile on his face. He continued to think of himself as a female time and time again, and one look at his body made it so easy to see why. The only thing that Mia kept that was part of the moogle was deep blue eyes, which felt so off, but she didn’t care. She grabbed what she thought was good, put it on a plate, and slipped it underneath a cloth before heading back to him. “Okies, I got all sorts of goodies!” She set down the plate, showing off her cute yellow fingers with claw tips and pink paw pads. Her long slim yellow and brown tail swished wildly with excitement in hopes the horse enjoyed what she offered.

The horse raised a brow in interest at the odd shape of the cloth. “You were fast. Alright, let’s see what you have to offer.”

“Check out this loot! Drumroll please!” Mia paused, as if expecting a drumroll to actually occur. He turned his head to the left and right, and his ears lowered in disappointment. “Well, anyway…” He pulled the cloth and showed off his prized treasure. “Behold, a treasure hunter’s greatest treasure… an old bone! A-and um… a cool bug husk!” He chuckled nervously. “T-treasures fit for a king! Lots of goodies! It was um… it’s kind of hard to find good treasure at a tavern, okay?”

The horse tilted his head. Indeed, an old dusty bone “Is that right? Well, treasure is in the eye of the beholder.” He picked up the bone and eyed it carefully. “Heh, it’s about as big as I am. I can imagine one thing you do with this.” He set it down and pulled Mia up to him before giving the kitty a deep kiss. “I know one treasure I found, and I hope she’s really good entertainment.”

Mia’s heart fluttered at the kiss. His eyes rolled up, and his small shaft, what was left of his cock throbbed eagerly, unleashing a small spurt of cum. He could feel something escaping his body in that small spurt, but it was unimportant. Fuck, he needed this horse, and now. His big bapper paws wrapped around the horse, and he pulled himself in closely. His large breast rubbed up against the horse’s while his rear grinded along his crotch, hoping to wake up the beast down below. He broke the kiss with a big blush on his face. “O-oh yes! I’m super duper good entertainment and like, a big treasure to many!” He knew what this horse was really in the bar for, and he was happy to provide! Fuck the food! Well, food isn’t really fuckable, but… yeah, forget the food!

“I’m sure you are.” The horse chuckled. “You don’t even know my name and you’re ready and eager, I can tell.” He turned Mia around and lowered the pants he wore. His thick equine cock sprung to life and he wasted little time pressing it up against Mia’s small pucker. With a hint of lube he kept on hand, his equine flare spread her ass cheeks and slowly pushed deep inside of her. “But you’re not quite a complete treasure yet, are you? There’s a few more things we have to fix about you, but don’t worry… that’s exactly what I’m here for.”

Mia’s paws curled at the sensation of that equine cock. He briefly thought about Myu and wondered if maybe these two were related? Those thoughts left his head the deeper that cock went. He tilted his head up and dropped his jaw. His cock unleashed another wave of seed as it shrank down into nothing, leaving only a wet spot in his new outfit as his cock converted into a slit, something he was much more excited about than he should have been. Yes, he was finally a she! She had the tits, ass, and cunt of a woman! Yet, something didn’t feel right, something wasn’t… complete? Had she the ability to think straight, she might have figured out her form was off, but no. That big cock in her ass was all that mattered now!

The horse kissed Mia deeply and hugged her tightly. His hands squeezed her chest while his cock continuously slammed her ass again and again. Mia had gone from being so short, to now being a bit taller than most people! Moreover, her chest and ass were still growing underneath her outfit! With every thrust, even Mia’s eyes began to change and take on tints of green. “Cum more.” He whispered with his palms over her nipples. “You’re already Mia so much already, why not finish it? Become her completely.”

Become Mia? But… Mia was Mia. Who else would Mia be if not her? Her new vaginal walls immediately began leaking in arousal with a cock fucking her ass. Her kitty paws reached back and stroked the horse’s legs as she moaned happily. “A-ahn… Y-yeah I’m… I’m Mia. Like… who else would I be?” She was an adventurer who went treasure hunting, wasn’t she? Deep down there was a faintness of something else, someone else who didn’t work at this tavern but simply was repaying debts. Who was that? Ah well, it didn’t matter. Her rear clenched his cock just as her shirt ripped open from growing tits, and her maid bottom rose upwards from a much bigger rear, which she didn’t hesitate to use on this sexy stud. Her bare paws swelled in size as well as she became the perfect fuck toy.

“Nobody, nobody else.” The equine kissed Mia once more and hugged those much larger tits. His shaft tensed and it wasn’t long before he unleashed his seed deep within Mia’s ass with his cock entirely inside her.

Mia’s eyes finished transforming into a deep green. Any sign of the moogle was now entirely gone, leaving only Mia in that new body, Mia, a 6’2 kitty girl with big tits, huge ass, and large bappers with big paw feet that wrapped around the horse’s legs lovingly as she orgasmed with him, enjoying every moment of this job, and hoping for more. Her tail straightened upwards, and with a deep meowing moan, she orgasmed with him. She squeezed his shaft, taking in every last drop of his seed.
Even when the two of them were gone and she had a light amount of sweat on her body, she continued to squeeze her ass lovingly while pulling off him with a pop at the end. “Hehe… that… that’ll pay for like… all of your meal sir!”

“That’s good.” The horse smiled up at Mia. “I’ll just go tell the chef what I want in a moment. However, I don’t think that round included desert. I’d love to pay for that too if you have the time.” He reached down and grabbed one of Mia’s big paws, which he slowly placed on his cock, now covered in cum. “If you wouldn’t mind, that is.”

Mia, unable to help herself, squealed in delight. He was a paw fan too! He was shaping up to be her best customer, and she hoped there would be so many more like him! “Of course!” She hopped on the table, tossing her treasures aside, and placed her other large paw on his cock before going to work once more at the job she knew what customers came for, but she loved every damn moment of it. Whenever she had her debt paid off, she was ready to ask for a permanent position!


