Feast of Kale(Goku to Kale Tg)

Kale felt equal parts shame and embarrassment at the ploy she was doing, knowing she stood no chance in a fight with Goku. Yet did the people in charge of their battle plan really have to get around it like this? They had essentially realized she was exceptionally gifted in honing her Ki, and more importantly was able to inject it with some training. Due to how the congruence of universes worked, Ki from a separate universe acted like a parasite that converted the invaded body into the host if done properly. And since that would make someone technically a resident of Universe six, and the tournament decided a winner by sheer numbers... That's why while everyone else was battling it out on the field, trying to eliminate the competition, Kale was standing next to a stone slab and a sign that read "FREE MASSAGES!!!” She knew the saiyan was more gullible than most, but surely no one would actually fall for-

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"Wow that was a good punch! Now where did I come flying in fro- Ooh a free massage?!"

As if the gods were laughing at her, Goku had landed down, and near instantly fell for it, trying to work out a few kinks in his neck as he moved towards the nervous saiyan girl.

"Y-Yes I am a pacifist from my universe s-so I am trying to curry favor to um... conv- survive!"

It was a good thing Caulifla was busy on the other side of the massive stage. Kale could only imagine how she'd react to seeing her resort to something so weak to win. And now that she knew he would fall for it, she was blushing for an entirely different reason. The process would be incredibly intimate and personal and she would have to touch his... maleness if she wanted to do a complete job. Needless to say even though Goku looked as chipper as could be as he laid down on the slab, she was despondent, though thankfully he forced the issue when he turned to her and asked, "Hey this isn't a trick is it? You're not going to attack me or anything while I'm like this are you?"

Rather than stumble over her words, she just shook her head, that apparently being enough as Goku just shrugged and went, "Okay. Thanks for this!" If there was one saving grace to the awkwardness she was feeling, it was that there were no cameras in the area. She couldn't imagine the shame of such a tactic being televised as she put her hands on the buff Saiyan's body, her ki kneading into his muscles as the invasive force made him sweat profusely.

It was bringing his metabolism into overdrive, though to Goku, it just felt like a really powerful massage, her ki winding into the fibers of his muscles, threading through and untangling their many knots as the bulging expanse of strength began to dissolve. it was easiest to spot under the stretches her kneading palms were pressing on. It was like someone squeezing the unwanted air from a bag, slightly viscous sounding noises accompanying the flattening of muscle, his insides churning slightly, but numbed by the overriding pleasure subtly surging from the tips of her fingers. Muscle either compacted or liquified, the heat of the changes giving Goku's paler coloring a darker tan as muscle melted out pores, scars fading from battles past as the texture of it softened to something far silkier than any battle hardened saiyan could ever reasonably have.

Goku's face was plastered with a derpy smile, unaware of the pounds fading with every second as his whole body grew moist in shed strength. His partially torn outfit now hung over him like a blanket as he shrunk into himself, moaning through it all as his front facing tail stiffened slightly. He never really understood what it was there for, but Chi-Chi really liked it and apparently it just meant he was having a good time so he didn't think too much of it, his slight shifting about hiding the fact he was sliding against the stone, just barely taller than the girl massaging him as she moved down to work out the rest of his identity from the bottom up.

She coughed a little to hide the sound of crunching bone, her face recoiling a little as she essentially peeled away callus with her touch. It was surprisingly difficult to maintain such steady, piercing ki when you hated what you were doing, but she was managing it to the best of her ability as she pulled on his toes, each one slimming out leaving gaps between them as their pads softened and tanned. The gaps were taken care of with a rough squeeze, the pressure crushing them down to slim size while a quick roll of his heels rounded them down to slim ends of curvy, dainty feet. With that done, it was mostly a lot of rough massaging upwards, the meat of his male calves still far too thick for her body, Goku groaning as her hands worked away at the muscle remaining before he resolved to happy sighs as she sculpted his legs into nascent copies of her curves.

"Wooow. You know I've never been massaged by a saiyan before. I guess no one was ever strong enough to make one do anything. No wonder people really enjoy these th-EEEEEENGS~!"

The more substantial changes were starting, all that displaced bulk driven past his knees, Kale massaging it into the folds of his inner thighs as bloat overtook the hard ridges of his musculature. She had to work fast, knowing that at a certain point he'd catch on, quickly rounding and fixing up any parts of his legs that were unfinished, knowing the new sensitivity was thankfully distracting him from looking down. With haste, her hands moved up to his ass, two rock hard cheeks of well built muscle that shivered under her touch, the saiyan's moans going from enjoyment to clear arousal as Kale's fingers dug into the rocky plates and crushed them to sand. It felt amazing, Goku wriggling his hips as unknown pleasure flowed into the rising curves of his ass, Kale pulling them apart to give his hips an equally exaggerated swell as she reached the critical part of the changes and what she had dreaded most. His cock.

It looked scary to her, carving out a chunk of the slab as he tried to grind away some of the horniness bothering him, his torn gi not hiding much from her as it throbbed. Though she knew her time was limited and that this next step would most certainly alert him to what was happening, she had to calm down. This next step had to have her ki refined as much as possible, her parasitic infusions having to stab deeper, shift faster and overwhelm them utterly or else she would likely be beaten by a half changed, half naked fighter. She calmly thought of Caulifla for strength before pulling his pants down, Goku confused and worried that Chi-Chi would scold him if she saw anyone else touch that part of him.

"Hey! I know you said full body, but I don't think that inclu-OOOOOH~!"

The rest of that thought ended in drool, Goku's body thrashing as Kale held his cock in both hands and filled the hard thing with her ki. His thrashing faded to spasms, their squeals rising as Kale stabbed her pinkies into both his balls, filling the whole organ with corruptive energy that worked fast. Tears streamed down his face as pleasure beyond description wracked his cock, euphoria beyond description pounding at his masculinity as his strength spewed out his cock with enough strength to shatter the rock below. He collapsed, his hips weakly thrusting up in the air, only to fall back down as Kale felt his erection soften, the pulses rolling in instead of out as the soft organ began to retract.

She was more than happy to aid its shift, pressing down on the malleable lumps below, jerking his cock as cum continued to spew from its shrinking tip. One ball slurped inside, coiling his innards, tearing open a gap as something hot flowed forth, a gush of maleness pumping out as the heat melted his remaining ball inside. The releases grew clearer as another slurp tore another ball inside, his cock slipping from her grip as clear fluids pulsed from the minuscule member.

It felt like all the energy in Goku's body was fading, the constant releases draining him as he rolled and moaned, feeling his insides stuff themselves into one another, the hot stuff pumping from his submerging member coiling through his body as his nipples stiffened, as if the pleasure was too much for just one cock to handle as the rest of his body tried to lessen the load of it. Kale jabbed the shrunken remnant of his masculinity with her thumb, blushing at the lusty moan that erupted from his mouth, a clear spurt of fluids dribbling down their thighs as his saiyan pride fully inverted. With all the happiness as a child on test day, Kale gave the new woman's slit a rub, massaging their new lips and teasing their clit to one more overwhelming orgasm as they flopped like a fish, his moans climbing up in pitch as the lump in his throat shrank.

She knew that the hardest part was over, the orgasm leaving most men's brains fried for a solid minute. Despite feeling weak, he was as strong as her and if he regained his senses, while it was too late to reverse it now with her ki pumping through every nook and cranny, there was no point to the strategy if the original was knocked out in the process. His body though was ready for the rest, molding easily like clay as she scrunched his slim waist inwards, forming curves and collapsing abs until his midriff was a dead ringer for hers. She actually held off on the lumps of excess hovering above his navel, focusing on his hands and arms as she massaged them down into petite things, all that strength compacted below unassuming softness, ready to explode if she ever lost control. It was only after she had finished everything up to the shoulders and below his waist that she put that mass to good use, knowing the sensations would jolt him from his stupor as she kneeled on his back, arching his spine as she pinched and rubbed his erect nipples.

"GAAAAAHH~! Ahhh noo th-this can't be my b-bod-EEEE~!"

She almost pitied him, watching his eyes quiver as her color infected the irises, knowing he must be fighting the start of the mental shifts as his neck flattened, an ecstatic screech leaving him as his chest erupted into plump breasts that made Kale's every grope and knead orgasmic, more fluids escaping below as his whole body began glowing with her aura, his gi tearing in half as the fabrics began condensing into a familiar shape. Since he had meant her no harm and she did feel guilty taking advantage of someone so naive and strong, Kale decided to bring a quick end to this as her fingers traced the contours of his face, melting them as his final whimpers escaped.

Realizing she forgot to bring spare makeup for him, Kale awkwardly rolled him over, her fingers massaging his scalp as his black hair sprouted longer, leaning down almost tenderly as she kissed him. Discomfort faded to enjoyment as the rubs to his scalp squeezed out memories that weren't hers, Kale's hands grabbing his cheeks amidst the makeout session and softening them, her lipstick painting his lips red as they thickened. He could feel her wants overtaking his own, her universe's struggle so much more tantalizing, this strategy so awkward that he should just give in and end it already. His eyes clouded as they grew, her mascara painting his lashes thicker, a pleasant glow rushing into the crevices of his brain as anything that wasn't Kale was subsumed by her, one final spasm of her loins the end of one saiyan's journey, and the start of another.

The identical warriors panted, both surprised at how pleasant it had been at the end. Both were ashamedly aroused, unable to look each other in the eyes as both knew the other could feel it. Yet this was just the start. After all there were other warriors, and as their numbers swelled it would become easier to convert. Now that they had found the fun in it, all they would need is a touch and then to run away as the changes did their work, or for the weaker fighters one could restrain while the other had some fun. They did have to kill some time as their rivals turned into allies and already perverted thoughts as to what they could try out next were leaving their cheeks as red as their outfit. Another fighter crashed down, interrupting their musings as he cursed to the sky, "DAMMIT! WHERE THE HELL IS KAKAROT?! THAT IDIOT WAS SUPPOSED TO DEAL WITH THE SMALL FRIES!"

He only noticed the two of them as they grabbed him, confused as warmth flowed through his body.

"WHAT DO YOU NGGH w-weaklings want with a UGHH top tier l-like- ohhhhh~..."

They now didn't want Caulifla around for a different reason, smiling as they pleased themselves on their struggling, changing victim. It was just so fun, the freedom of it tempting them as they realized they could get addicted to this feeling. They just hoped they could find the strength to stop at just their enemies as three Kale's moaned in harmony, no longer caring about the tournament, only wanting to make every last fighter their sister.