People could buy strange things on the internet. Monica walked into her one bedroom apartment with a simple brown box in both of her hands. She set it down onto her large bed, opened it up, and smiled at what it contained.



The box contained a large looking ogre head. The ogre was that of a stereotype ogre one might find in popular MMO video games. The color of the head was a bit more yellow than Monica's fair skin. The head also lacked any sort of hair whatsoever on it, had one single yellow eye, and two large sharp teeth on the sides of its mouth. Two pointed ears jutted out from the side of its head, and on the bottom of the head, inside the neck, one could make out skin, muscle, and veins, although it was rock solid on the bottom, as if the innards of the neck were just painted on. The rest of the head was firm, but the skin could be moved around slightly. The skin itself on the ogre head felt like leather.



"They really went all out with this thing." Monica took out the head, careful about the horn on top of it. She set it on top of her desk in a spot right above her monitor, and grinned up at it. She was a gamer girl, and she loved collecting nerdy stuff to show it off, such as an ogre head from one of her old favorite video games.



Monica went to the bathroom quickly, and took a look at herself in the mirror. Her long brown hair went down to her shoulders, her modest B cup breasts covered by a pink top, and her legs covered by sweatpants. She didn't bother dressing up very well since she wasn't going outside. Her blue eyes looked over herself, and she sighed. "Well, at least I don't look like that ogre." She said to herself with a chuckle before she went back to her computer, and began to play one of her favorite MMOs, one of the very same ones where there were ogres in the game that had the heads just like the head she got in the mail.



Unfortunately in the game, she could not play an ogre. She stuck with a normal human warrior in the game, one with a perfect muscular build, simply because there were no other choices to select. "They need playable ogres." She said aloud as she moved her character around, and picked up a quest to coincidentally slay 50 ogres. Excessive since they took a while to kill, but that was the MMO grind.



The ogre's single eye glowed a light red while Monica played. It was faint, but visible if one looked up at it.



Unfortunately, Monica didn't pay any attention to that ogre head. She went out into the wild with her human warrior, and began to slay ogres. After the first ogre, she let out a light belch. It was something that made her pause briefly, then just shrug and continue to play. She was a human, humans were occasionally gassy. Not that Monica knew what she ate, or drank, recently that could have made her that way.



She slaughtered another ogre, and as the second ogre fell, Monica reached down and scratched her crotch lightly. Her stomach growled, and Monica minimized the game briefly to order a pizza. She wasn't sure why, but she was simply feeling lazy today. She was quick to place an order for an extra-large supreme pizza, combined with cheese sticks, and a 2 liter soda. She normally didn't order so much, but she was unusually hungry today. With the food ordered, she went back to her game.



Grinding in MMOs was a mind-numbing task, and slaughtering ogre after ogre for a quest was no different. With each ogre Monica killed, a bit of fat grew on her body. Muscle changed to fat and grew, as if she were playing the MMO for far longer than she had been. Body odor also slowly began to rise up from her body. Monica wasn't perfect on hygiene, but she took a shower a day. With the body odor that smelled like rotten onions however, it slowly began to smell as if she hadn't bathed at all.



By the time Monica slew half of the ogres she needed, the doorbell rang. Monica moved her character in a place she figured was safe from spawns, and went to get the door. Her apartment was pretty plain. It had the basic couch, television, and other things, but there were so few things in the apartment, that she rarely worried about messes. Monica paid for her pizza and brought it back in front of her computer, where she set the food and drink down onto a table nearby. As she took a seat, she found her character had been slain, not by an ogre, but by a player. "PVP servers are PVP servers." She said with a roll of her eyes, and pressed the respawn button.



As Monica grabbed a slice of her pizza, without using silverware or plates, she took a bite, and glanced at her character. Her character looked a little different. Her character looked chubbier, and she had a debuff that said 'smelly' on it, with a picture of green stink lines. Monica ate the pizza with one hand, and moved the mouse over the description with the other. It stated that her character smelled, but it was attracted to ogres. She didn't recall anything like that being in the MMO. With a casual shrug, she rushed her character back to the ogre spawn point. Once there, she noticed that the ogres didn't attack her, and she couldn't attack them. "Weird..." she leaned closer to the screen, and let out a soft 'pfrt' from her ass.



Monica found that other players were killing the ogres just fine, but she couldn't even slay a single one. In fact, as Monica ran around the ogres to try to find out what was going on, she found an ogre was actually offering a quest to her. "Kill five players?" she read the quest aloud. Monica checked a wiki, and found that there was no such quest known by other players. She thought maybe it was a new feature, and with a shrug, she accepted the quest. It was a video game, she took whatever quests gave her experience, and this one DID give quite a bit of experience, as well as an item that was marked with a question mark.



PVP was no easy task. Monica managed to kill one player, and jumped in her chair with celebration. When her butt landed back down on the padding, the chair leaned back just a bit more from the weight she was accumulating. Her weight was slowly getting to the point where her fat stuck out from underneath her shirt, and her pants were getting a bit tight. By the second player, her pants were feeling downright uncomfortable. She beat up the third, forth, and fifth player as quickly as she was able to do so before she turned in the quest, and then looked down at herself. Her eyes widened at her changed appearance. She was downright fat. She pulled down her pants to reveal fat chubby legs underneath. "What's happening to me?" she asked herself quietly. Her stomach rumbled, and while it didn't answer her question, she sighed, and ate a few more slices of the pizza while she looked over her fat. She didn't become flat out obese, but she could tell she gained a good 50 pounds.



Monica knew it couldn't have been the pizza that had done it to her. She decided it best to quit the MMO for now though, until she could figure out what was happening. As she stood up, she noticed the ogre's eye was glowing red. "Wait...is THAT doing this to me?" she asked herself. Her stomach rumbled loudly again, but not with hunger. Monica grunted as she let out a deep bass fart. "Uhn...how it doing that?" she asked. She paused a moment after as she heard her broken speech. She knew she wasn't that dumb. Why she sounded almost like...an ogre.



Monica knew the first thing she had to do was to get rid of that ogre head. She reached up and grabbed it, but the moment she placed her fingers on the ogre, she felt a surge rush through her arms. She glanced at those arms, and watched as they became bigger, muscular, and downright manly. There was no arm hair, but the arms grew big and bulky, almost like what a fat man with muscle underneath would have. She pulled her hands back, and stared at them. "Me no want!" she cried out in an ogre yell. She put her hands on the ogre head again, but despite all of the strength her newly muscular arms were given, she simply could not pry it from the desk. She shook her head, and tried to make a run for it. If she couldn't move the ogre head, then she'd just get away from it.



Unfortunately, Monica couldn't get far. She tripped over her own legs. She was quick to get onto her backside and glance at her feet. She didn't wear shoes in the house, but she did have socks on, and her feet looked twice the size they normally were, as did her legs. It wasn't that her legs looked fat, they just resembled her arms with how they looked muscular and huge. Her body in general was getting bigger too. "No! No want be ogre!" she shouted in a voice that slowly grew in bass. 



Monica also felt something else with all of the changes going on in her body. She felt a strange rush of arousal. She felt her heart pound as her nether regions grew hot. Her clit slowly pushed out from her vagina, and increased in sensitivity. Monica could tell something was wrong between her legs when she saw a bulge form, and she let out a deep moan. "Stupid ogre head." She shuffled herself towards her bedroom door as her body continued to grow big and brutish. She grew taller, and as she did, her ankles and gut were more revealed. While her gut wasn't hairy, it was definitely big. It formed a clear gut beer belly. Her pants were getting so tight on her, that Monica pulled them, and her underwear off just as she made her way out of the bedroom.



Underneath Monica's underwear, her clit swelled, and a pressure filled the inner walls of her vagina. Two testicles slowly made their way outside of her nether lips, and sealed up those lips in the process. It left simply her clit, and two balls. Her clit also looked more and more like a cock by the second, while the rest of her body took on a bigger burly shape. Her face was still more or less feminine, but the rest of her body was far from it. Her socks tore as her big feet were revealed, but with tiny toes. Even though Monica was out of the room, she was still changing. She stood up and tried to rush away, but she heard her steps echo on the ground. She wasn't on the very bottom of the apartment either, so she knew she was causing loud noises beneath. She didn't care though, this was a perfect time to panic and be loud about it. Monica was hesitant to go outside though. Her pants were off, and her shirt was tight. She still had boobs, but they felt filled with more fat, than milk.



Monica stared at the door, and then at herself momentarily. She had to remember for a moment why she couldn't go out. She made her way to the bathroom, and she found a towel big enough that she could wrap it around her waist. As she looked in the mirror once more however, she saw her face was more rugged. The hair on her head shed from her body in clumps, and she saw the beginnings of a horn on her head. Her teeth too, were growing, especially two on the side of her mouth. "Me look like ugly ogre." She said to herself, depressingly. She raised her armpits and smelled herself, and wrinkled her nose. "Me smell like ogre too." She wrapped the towel around her waist, so as to not look at that new sex, but she had a tent between her legs anyways as that clit turned cock continued to grow.



Monica's chin grew down and outwards, while her lips took on the same color as her skin. Her skin in general took on a more yellowish appearance, just as the ogres in the game looked. From head to toe, she looked like one of the ogres in the game now. She looked at her fattened hands, and her...or rather...his large body.



The horn grew out from the center of his forehead, pristine and white. He was completely bald, and his face, while it lacked body hair, was downright masculine. His boobs were gone, replaced by moobs, and his belly stuck out as a large beer gut. He had a clear tent between his legs with a now cock that stuck out slightly more than a foot long, and testicles that swung low. His arms and legs were beefy and fat, as were his hands and feet. He lacked body hair, but he smelled like rotten onions from head to toe. While he wasn't the slobbiest ogre, he was definitely hideous.



Monica was still mentally himself. He looked down at that form, and that towel that just barely covered himself between his legs. "Me look terrible." He said with a grimace through his two tusked mouth and giant teeth. The only part of Monica that had changed mentally, was her capacity to think rationally, as well as her IQ, not that she realized it.

Monica waited a moment to see if she changed anymore. When he noticed no more physical changes going on with him, he returned to his bedroom. He saw that the MMO had been reopened, and his character was now an ogre, just like him, as well as his character was male. He also realized that there was a quest open in the MMO, one that said "Turn me back to human!" on it, with instructions on how he could turn back to human.



Monica had to take much longer to read the quest than he normally did for other basic quests. It said he had to kill more players in PVP, but all the ogre said was 'a lot' of players, not an actual number. With the erection between his legs, he took a seat on his chair, put his large hand on the mouse, and began to play. Eventually, he'd return herself to normal, but it would take quite some time. A big dumb ogre wasn't exactly the best when it came to PVP.



With Monica changed fully, the ogre head stopped glowing. No longer was there a 20 year old pretty woman playing the computer, but a big dumb ogre with an erection between his legs. He slowly reached down with one hand, and stroked his cock while he played with his mouse. "Me get back to normal someday." He said, and then looked up at the ogre head. "Me hope."