Adopting Trouble (Yoruichi TG POV Fully Illustrated) (Patreon)

“...So it truly feels empty, you know? Like when I’m playing video games or watching TV, I wouldn’t mind a little cuddle buddy to crawl up and tuck itself in my arms…” You sighed as you watched the look on the employee's face shrivel up. He was cringing at you. He really was. 

Shit…

“Anyway. What I’m saying is… I’d like to adopt one of your cats. I promise you that my home is safe and that I’ll love and care for it as if it were my own flesh and blood,” You chuckled and scratched the back of your head, a little embarrassed at having overshared to the question ‘Why are you looking to adopt?’ but what could you say? Nothing you said was too shameful, at least…

Having fully recovered from cringe shock, the employee cleared his throat and proceeded with the adoption process. “Ahem, okay, sir. Thank you for that information. What I’ll need now is your ID, and then you can go back and see which animal you’d like to take home.”

“Of course” you answered, and dug into your wallet to produce your ID. Your heart was kind of pounding, wasn’t it? A bit of shaky weakness you weren’t expecting burrowing its way into your extremities as you struggled more than you should to free your ID from your wallet.

 Maybe it was the sounds of animals through the walls and the nerves that came with a first-ever adoption that had you all riled up… You weren’t sure, but you took a deep breath as you pushed your ID toward the employee. 

You watched him scrawl your information on a clipboard before he pushed your ID back to you and said the magic words: “Okay, come on back.” 

Haha, wow yeah. This was really happening! 

The employee cracked open a door, and the sounds of animals became plentiful, almost painful even, as you winced from the noise. 

“Come find me if you find one you like!” the employee shouted over the noise.

You nodded and walked inside…

As the door shut behind you, you were faced with cages. Lots of cages, all with barking dogs of varying types. You waved at the lively pooches and strolled down toward the smaller carriers that had a very convenient ‘Cats’ sign hanging above to identify what you’d be finding inside.

‘Purfect.’

 The further you got from the barking dogs, the quieter it became…though not by much. The mutts were still howling away as you entered the cat section and were assailed by the curious eyes of felines peering at you from their carriers, which were each labeled with the cat’s name and a personality trait. 

Some were mewling, and those you were going to avoid. You wanted to find a mellow cat that would just chill out and cuddle with you when there was downtime, not some noisy whiner. 

As you perused, you considered your options carefully because once you decided, you weren’t going back. Not that you couldn’t go back… the shelter allowed returns if the situation demanded, but you were more of a ‘choose once and deal’ kind of guy, which made the choice all the more important in your mind as you looked to interact with some of the cats. 

‘Name: Steve

Likes: Yarn and cuddling’

‘Steve the cat, huh? Funny name for a cat,’ you thought as you approached the tabby cat’s carrier. 

Hisssssssssssssss

Steve apparently wasn’t in the mood and forced you to back off with a warning hiss before you got too close. 

‘Jeez…’ 

If Steve liked cuddling, it was a bit of a wonder why he would just up and hiss at you like that… 

…

You disregarded the encounter as you saw another interesting name on a carrier. 

‘Trouble, Likes: Cursing your existence’ 

The fluffy black cat was staring right at you from its carrier, seeming to watch you intently as you approached. 

You expected a hiss similar to the one Steve had given you, but Trouble seemed nicer despite his name and apparently evil enjoyments. 

“Hey there, Trouble. You don’t seem too bad to me,” you said, putting your hand up to the cage. 

Trouble gave you the honor of a few sniffs before yawning and licking his chops, the fluffy black cat’s expression not really changing much as you gained the courage to reach through and give him a pet. 

Your action was well-received as Trouble moved his head into your reaching fingers and allowed you to pet him. You were interested, to say the least. A cat with Trouble as his actual name taking a liking to you? Awesome. You laughed heartily as you moved your scratches from his head to his furry face. This was the one, Trouble was going to be going home with you that was for–!

“AGH!”         

You yanked your hand from the cage as Trouble chomped down on the skin between your thumb and pointer finger, leaving a nasty red mark and a pair of bleeding holes that you applied pressure to immediately. 

Trouble pawed at the cage like he was taunting you to bring your hand back so he could give it another bite, his innocent face betraying his true intentions, which made you even more pissed off.

“Of fucking course!” You growled. You should’ve trusted the sign more instead of hoping for love from some animal!

“Fuck this. I don’t need anything but my goddamn TV screen to make me happy. Tell you what, cat, there’s a hot anime babe that can turn into a piece of shit just like you, so stay here and be caged up all your life for all I care!” 

The cat did little to respond other than look like it was waving you goodbye. In return, you offered it a smug middle finger and started to take angry steps back to where you entered, but could only manage a few… 

Your knees buckled, and you fell to the concrete floor, barely managing to catch yourself with your hands as your entire body was overcome with weakness. It was so sudden that it took your breath away, and you gasped for air as your limbs quivered beneath your weight. 

“Nuhhh, w-what the fuck?”

Your fingers jittered against the cold concrete as you looked at the nasty brown mark that had surrounded the bite Trouble had given you. You’ve never heard of any disease or infection that took place so quickly, it even looked like it was spreading. 

You groaned hard as you tried to focus on it, beads of perspiration forming on your head as you realized that it was! It was spreading! 

“Help! Someone!” You cried, hoping the employee would hear as you watched the brown slowly consume the white pigment on your hand.

BARK, BARK, MEW, BARK!

As the brown skin slowly ran over your fingers and down toward your wrist, you screamed when you noticed that your opposite hand was turning the same brown. 

“H-how?!”

You sputtered and squirmed, pressure building in the joints of your colored fingers as your heavy breaths sent the hair on them floating away, another unbelievable sight, as the pressure became too much and your fingers stretched on instinct. 

POP! CRACK! SNAP! 

Your fingers bounced against the floor as your popping joints stretched them longer, skinnier, your thumbs shaking as your palms shrank, pulling your thumbs to new, more flexible angles. 

“Aghhhhhhh!”

Your body suddenly convulsed, and what felt like two waves rolled down from your head and up from your feet, and were sent straight down your arms, the excess mass accumulating in your hands before it squirted out your slim brown fingers in the form of long crescent-shaped nails. 

You shuddered as it left you feeling lighter and skinnier, your clothes hanging a little more loosely off your body as the brown skin oozed its way up your arms out of sight. 

“Why d-do my hands look so girly…?!” 

Your elegant fingers responded to your twitches, your long nails scratching against the concrete as your body became more sensitive, the loose folds of your clothes bristling against it with each minute movement. How could a bite from a cat do all this?! 

There was little you could do to comprehend it, and the more you thought about it, the more it felt like your head was about to explode, all of it accumulating in a heat that felt like it was pushing out of your scalp. 

Ffffffffffffffff

“HUH?!” 

Your hair suddenly fluffing startled you enough for you to fall back onto your knees and reach up to find the cause of the sudden tickling around your ears. 

Your small girly brown hands were met with trickling locks rushing down to meet them. A waterfall of purple that you were frantically trying to tame, catching chunks of it in your hands that quickly overflowed, most of it falling around you as it skirted past your shoulders and down your back. 

“WHAT THE FUCK’S HAPPENING TO ME?!” 

You were surrounded by your new purple hair, and fuck was it yours. Its weight, its texture, and every one of your tugs cemented that fact. You whimpered and yelled as it was suddenly pulled, snatched from your hands by someone you couldn’t see, and pulled so tight it made you wince. 

“Uhhhh! Let go!” 

It hurt to pull back, but with an abrupt SNAP, you were freed. Your head immediately swung back to see who grabbed you, but you found no one, nothing but the long line of cat carriers and that damn Trouble staring back with his paws through the cage. It took you only a moment to figure out what had happened as you reached back up toward your head… 

“NO!”

With all the weight concentrated on the back, there was little else it could be other than a ponytail, but that didn’t make it any less terrible. You stared daggers at the little black cat that just stared back, a multitude of curses building in your throat that you were only seconds from unleashing! 

Your face grew red hot as you tucked your bottom lip for the opener. 

“F–!”

POP!

It was so random it left you spluttering as one side of your jaw relocated and pulled awkwardly to the side, leaving you a gasping mess as your hands darted up to help, but was unnecessary, as the other side of your jaw quickly joined in. What you felt under your slim digits was far rounder than what you were used to, and your chin was sharper… smaller.

“W-what’s with my face?!” 

It was all unfamiliar and still shifting, your cheeks rising, becoming slender and streamlined while your eyebrows spazzed above. 

“Uhahhhhh…”

You moaned out, confused. The sinking of your brow somehow pleasant as your nose pinched, the bridge crackling as it shrank on the center of your face to a small bulb. 

“This can’t be real!”

You close your eyes tight, feeling them burn as your growing eyelashes bristle against each other, your lips quivering as they inflate full and plump, pouting from your face in a sensual, shiny brown pucker. You grabbed at your face, your eyes fluttering open as they darted around for a reflection, but something else was already happening…

You clutched your chest and arms, your heart suddenly pounding like it wanted to spring from your body, making every muscle pulse in time with it as it threw out tendrils of pressure and started to suck. You were shrinking, each strong beat of your heart making your clothes a little baggier, limbs a little shorter. You couldn’t help but panic as the aisle grew, your grinding shoulders making your face scrunch up as they pulled in and thrust your collarbone up to prominence. 

Your skinny fingers danced across it, finding it the perfect thing to grab onto as your lower back arched forward with a splintering crunch and you were flung onto your hands once again. 

“So… hot…” you panted, the rub of your baggy shirt stifling as you squirmed in it, accidentally brazing it against your soft skin in such a way that it made your nipples stiff. 

“Fuuuaaack, nughhhhh~”  

You gritted your teeth and grabbed your shirt. It had to come off; it was SOOOOOO uncomfortable! You wriggled around as it got stuck on your ponytail halfway off, but it only took a little extra effort for you to free your sweaty body from its confines. 

You wrapped your arms around your bare chest with a smack. You were all brown. You had an inkling that might’ve been the case, but seeing your waifish brown chest and swollen brown nipples with your own two eyes confirmed it. 

“Mmmphhh, why are they so swollehhhhnn.” You groaned, hating how they poked into your skinny arms as you tried to keep them covered. 

Your swollen nipples were sending ramping bursts of pleasure down into your stomach with every errant touch, and you struggled to circumvent that feeling as your dick started to rise in reaction. 

‘Just ignore it. You can ignore it.’ 

The self-talk was useless. How could you ignore it?!

Your body tensed as your stomach convulsed, sharp pulls yanking it tauter with each one while the others yanked at your sides. You gulped hard, trying to resist, trying to put it out of your mind even as your sensitive nipples pulsed with sensitivity 

*BWooOOB* 

Your eyes snapped down immediately as cushy flesh pushed into your arms. Y-your chest was! Y-you were! Growing tits?!

*BWOOB*

Your voice cracked as you screamed, the beginnings of your dark, soft cleavage peeking above your arms, forced up by the pressure you were using to cover them. 

“What the fahhhhck! Ahhhh!”

*BWooOOB*

Your voice bounced between mannish and sultry as more tissue squelched behind your undeniable breasts, your hands squeezing as old manly habits fondled for boobs even if they were on your own chest. 

*BWooOOB*

No matter how you tried to squish them back in, all they did was swell bigger and bulge rounder, the squishing only bringing arousal. 

*BWooOOB*

Your throat was raw as you swallowed hard and watched them swell up another size, each movement making them wobble enticingly in your arms as you felt your cock straining against your jeans. 

“Shit. I…uh!” you gasped at the soft sultry tone your voice came out with. It almost sounded familiar.

“Wait… am I? I sound like!?” The more you talked, the more it made sense. The brown skin, the purple hair, the… TITS!  

“I’m turning into fucking Yoruichi!?” 

“Mrow”

You were taken by surprise as Trouble rubbed up against your side and walked in front of you all smug. 

“How did?”

You looked back to see his carrier door unexplainably open and then snapped back with a scowl. “Turn me back, you fucking cat! Before I–”

“Mrow”     

“Aiiiiiii!!”

Your cock was suddenly pulled, and you fell forward, tits plapping onto the concrete and fingers clawing at the ground with your ass up in the air as your manhood twitched. 

“Mrow” 

“Ahhhhhn!”

You squealed as another pull ran across your length, your pants growing inexplicably tighter as your ass and thighs pushed against them, your cock painfully erect and on the verge of exploding if it suffered any more. 

You could only manage a groan as you looked up at the black cat licking his paw without a care in the world, sitting just out of arm's reach from your panting body. Despite everything, you couldn’t deny how good it all felt, and your widening hips unconsciously gyrated as your body yearned for release. 

Your body suddenly tensed as your ass and thighs swelled more, the tops of your butt cheeks drooping from your sloped position as they bulged from their tight prison. It appeared Trouble didn’t need to make a noise to continue your transformation, only watching as another influx made seams pop. 

“Too big… ahhhhh~” 

You could feel your lower legs cramping, your calves shifting about as your feet cracked and popped in your shoes, both socks and shoes falling off as you pointed your toes. It had to all come off, the clothes just irritating you as more pressure started to build. You felt it building, your hips shifting side to side in preparation as your bubbly ass clenched before bursting your pants apart.

You felt everything wobble as it was freed, your entire naked body out to the cool air as you dropped your ass to the floor, your cock aching between your plush thighs. 

A dazed smile crept across your sweaty face as you took pride in the fact that you’d managed to keep your manhood despite everything and propped yourself up on your hands, your perky tits jiggling as you did. 

“Hehe… see that pussy cat? Managed to keep my dick…” You said with a disheveled look, taunting the irritating cat that transformed you.

“Mrow.” 

Your body seized as your balls suddenly slammed against your pelvis, worming around, trying to find the opening. You screamed as your cock reacted to all that movement by spurting. All that resistance globbing onto the floor as one of your jewels wormed inside. You grabbed your stomach, feeling it worked its way in, settling just below your abs. The other suddenly popped as your flexing cock expelled everything that it could, painful flexes pulling from the base as you felt the head sliding along your inner thighs. Splitting, opening, swallowing. The reformation of your cock burrowed pleasure deep in your belly as you squirted feminine juices with a lewd look on your face. 

“mmmmm~”

You looked between your thighs to see your lips twitching, clenching, and unclenching as you reached down and felt the slick fluids that coated them. Fuck, if that wasn’t the best thing you’d ever felt, but also just… fuck… 

Your eyes and hands roamed your body. Over your ass and then onto your tits, and then you made eye contact with the damn cat again… 

Hehe… there was something cute about him… right?... 

You crawled forward, leaning onto your elbows, almost touching your nose with his suddenly enraptured with the way your body felt and how amazing Trouble was. 

“You know what… I think I've changed my mind about you…”