Become the Character

(TF, TG)



“Please tell me you have something else.”

“Sorry but this is all I have left. Take it or leave it.”

Reluctantly Casey put the money on the counter before taking the item and leaving the booth. Moving through the vast amount of people he entered a changing booth, placing the item on a hook. “This better be worth it.”

When the eighteen year old heard about this convention happening near where he lived he was excited. He was one of those rare individuals who while a fan of anime and video games; he was athletic, participating in various activities. Because of the latter he had a lean physique and along with his blue eyes and short blond hair he was considered quite attractive.

A reason for Casey to be at the convention was along with the things that you would usually find at such an event, there was a martial arts competition. Being quite accomplished, having won a couple tournaments in the past, Casey decided to enter. Helped that who won would receive a decent cash prize. Winning would help to pay for a place to live as he tried figuring out what to do now that he was done with high school.

The competition was set up like any other except for one guideline. That being was had to cosplay as a fighting character to participate. A silly rule but guess it was something to make it fit with the event it was happening at.

Took some searching but Casey found a booth that was selling some good quality costumes at reasonable prices do ordered one days earlier. Unfortunately when picking it up, it wasn’t what he asked for. Although upset, he knew that there was no time to get an alternative ready and really wanting the prize money he grudgingly took it.

“No point holding it off.” Slowly Casey unzipped the protective cover to reveal the costume. He had chosen something from the series “Street Fighter” as it was one of his favorite video game series so it still had that going for it.

“At least she's one of the more popular ones.” The costume was of one of the series’ longest running characters, Chun-Li and while she was a favorite of Casey’s, it didn’t take away the various reasons he wasn’t that excited.

Obviously one being the costume was for females while the other was dressing up in the first place. The thought of parading around as someone else wasn’t something that he was comfortable with. That wasn’t the case for some of the people he saw at the convention as women dressed like Nel and Sabrina from Bleach and Pokemon respectively were big hits.

“Thankfully it comes with a mask.” The aforementioned mask was one that covered most of the head with a slit at the base of the neck to make it easier to slip on. It was so detailed, straight down to the artificial hair placed in “ox horn” style, that some might mistake it for real at a distance.

Undressing down to his black briefs, Casey removed the costume from the hanger. Out of all the variations of outfits that Chun-Li wore the one provided was perhaps her most established one of a modified blue qipao with golden embroidering. It clung slightly to his body but loose enough that it wasn’t a hindrance in movement. Sitting down he reluctantly rolled the dark brown sheer pantyhose up his legs before tying on the white combat shoes. Wouldn’t admit it out loud but the pantyhose felt nice on his toned legs.

Essentially dressed and checked himself in the mirror that hung against the door. Admittedly didn’t look that bad as the qipao reached down to mid shin and not having the build of the character he was dressing as, anatomically notwithstanding, it was passable. Fortunately the slits that provided better maneuverability for the lips cover his underwear enough that they weren’t seeable. Time would tell if it stayed that way while competing.

“Better put this on so I can get used to it.” Casey grabbed the mask and gave it another look. It wasn’t necessarily against the rules to wear masks during the competition as long as they weren’t providing any head protection. While it might hinder him a bit by restricting some of his breathing, Casey rather have that than get the remarks for what he was wearing.

Taking a calming breath he slipped the mask on and positioned it properly. Thankfully it wasn’t too loose so it wouldn’t move to hamper his vision other than the area at the bottom of the mask and the slit in the back as it’ll allow some air to slip through to provide some coolness. “Not that bad.” Casey confessed. Voice was slightly muffled but nothing too severe. “This might just work out.”

Suddenly the mask tightened around his head. Wasn’t painful at first yet it was gradually getting uncomfortable. “Mmm? MMM?!” Casey tried speaking but strangely discovered that his mouth wouldn’t open, letting muffled sounds to be heard. He reached for the slit on the back of it to remove it, only to find it missing. Going for the bottom revealed that the same. Getting closer revealed that the mask was now flush with his skin as only a slight difference in coloring to identify where they met. “Something’s wrong. What’s up with this mask?” At least he was still able to breathe.

All of a sudden there was a pulsating sensation throughout his body. Coinciding with it, Casey’s muscles flexed. Placing his hands on either side of the doorway he braced himself as the muscles grew as they shifted about. Progressively they increased in size. Not drastic but was definite surge of strength. “What…power.”

Most drastic growth was to the thighs and legs as they literally exploded in thickness, being twice the original size. Their size has become so considerable that the pantyhose were just managing to stay intact. In the end the legs were bulging in newfound muscle yet had traces of sensuality to them. Even bewildered, Casey noticed that there was familiarity to them.

“These legs. They look like, it can’t be, but they are. They’re like Chun-Li’s.” Casey found it difficult to really grasp this realization. “Why is this happening? Am I becoming her? It’s the costume. Need to get it off.”

Before he could try though, a pressure started around his waist area. Apparently following up had been done to his legs and thighs, his hips started filling out. Afraid to move from his position, Casey could only wiggle slightly about. Unable to stop himself, muffled moans could be heard from him. Fortunately given that they were muffled and the commotion going on in the convention, they weren’t heard.

As the hips settled to their new dimensions he unconsciously rub his thighs together. Given their new girth his dick was trapped between them. The feeling of the stocking clad limbs caused the male anatomy to harden. Becoming addicted to the feeling he increased the rubbing. “Would it really be that bad? I’m turning into one of the most renowned video game fighters known. It’s something that most gaming nerds would dream of happening.” As Casey swayed to the prospect of being changed, he failed to notice that his mouth was finally able to open up and that part of the mask was matching its movements. “It’s gone this far. Keep going.”

It would continue but not in the way expected. From underneath the qipao his briefs were turned to a blue thong. The change clothing would get a bit constricted as the ass began to balloon outward. As both cheeks swelled, the part of the thong that covered them was slowly getting wedged in the deepening crack between them.

Further pulsating occurred as the rest of Casey’s muscles bulged and rearranged to a larger yet athletic build. Shoulders broadened but had a slight slope to them as the back expanded to compensate for the developing muscles. Waist pinched in, broadcasting the newer curves that came from the bigger ass and hips. Had he been able to see he would’ve saw as one by one the abdominals pushed against the surface. They weren’t absurd as there had a grace to them.

“Uhnnn, soo amazing. …How can this be so-ohhhh.” In his euphoria, his hands flexed, unintentionally scratching the longer and manicured nails against the wall’s surface.

The gouges deepened as Casey felt his chest starting to swell in repeated pulses the originally hard pectorals get puffier as they pushed further out. “Yes! This feeling… Grow. Grow you tits, grow!” The still male, for all intents and purposes, was proclaiming his elation loudly that even in the bustling convention; it was catching the attention of some.

“Ooooohhh!! There it goes.” Casey was alluding to the tugging that was felt between his legs. Without even having to see it, he knew what it meant as with each growth his chest undertook, it coincided with his dick retracting inward. Just before it completely disappeared, a slit opened up as it allowed his balls to burrow themselves in and journey to their conversions to a new female reproduction system. What remained of his dick was renewed to a bundle of nerves that would be HER clit that nestled itself between her quivering pussy lips. Along with her breasts giving one last heave to reach their newly establish shape caused Casey to shout out in rapture as she experienced her first ever release in her brand new gender.

The pleasure was briefly interrupted as the earlier wrapping sensation that was felt to Casey’s face returned. Felt like numerous beestings as underneath it, the mask fixed itself onto her head, reshaping it to properly fit it.

“Uh, excuse me. Is everything okay in there?” asked a passerby who heard Casey’s “arrival” into womanhood.

“Mmmm. Mmmm, mmmm. MMMMM!” Casey murmured as like putty, the mask fused. Time was added as maturity appeared as her eyes lost their roundness and became how those of her new ethnicity were. During all this, her Adam’s apple was dissolving away, giving her a slenderer neck.

“All right, I’m going to get security.” the person announced.

“That won’t be necessary.” interjected Casey, able to speak again. It dawned on her that while lighter the voice sounded mature. Composing herself as much as possible she unlocked the door and confronted the person who was clearly shocked by her appearance. “I’m so sorry. Was getting dressed and stubbed by foot, making me shout.” The excuse sounded lame to Casey but thankfully the man accepted it. Helped that he was busy checking her out as discreetly as possible. Even noticing this she had no issue. “If you excuse me I need to hurry. I have a competition to be a part of.” Leaving the person slack jawed, she hurried off.

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Fortunately Casey managed to make it to the competition on time. She got the immediate attention of spectators and fellow competitors. Wasn’t just by her appearance but her performance as she was making quick work of whoever she was pitted against. In the end she won the entire thing soundly, even winning the final match with a variation of Chun-Li’s Hyakuretsukyaku move. Despite herself, after winning and receiving the cash prize, Casey did the same victory pose that her new self would do.





