Learn Your Name, Cause It's Ashley

It was a trip down memory lane for Alex, his usual spring cleaning delayed to the summer cause of laziness, but while going through his old stuff he had found the jackpot of all nostalgia seekers. A big plastic ziplock bag full of old games, chargers and a slightly battered Gameboy SP that still worked. Well there went cleaning for the day, he had far more important things to do, like play all of his favorite old games. There was Jackie Chan Adventures the game, the Harry Potter SP game, Pokemon Sapphire, so many- huh? Looking into it, there was a random copy of Warioware which he didn’t really remember playing or even owning, but he had played with other friend’s copies and had always meant to get it. Maybe he had stolen one from the playground years ago. Obviously if he was going to play a game, this one would go first. He wanted to play it for years anyways and it was some quick dumb fun.

After thirty minutes, Alex was rather disappointed, the game shockingly easily. David Cage had more compelling and difficult quicktime events. He was honestly ready to put it down when the game popped up a menu, saying a new difficulty had been unlocked. Did this game have difficulty levels? It was weird because it wasn’t even a normal name like hard mode, just the regular play screen button and “Ashley Mode.” Obviously curious, Alex clicked on it, interested to see what would happen. A bigger shock than anything else came over him when Ashley appeared and began gloating. And no not in the usual nonsense gibberish with text overlaid, this had voice acting!

“Hey loser! I see you’ve been slandering MY game! Ignore that Wario in the title, we all know who people REALLY come here to see. That fatty isn’t good enough to stir my potions! So you want a challenge eh? You wanna see what a real game is like? Nothing here’s free and I could use some fresh ingredients for my spells. Every time you lose, which will be often cause you suck, I take a little of your aura and replace it with mine understand? So come on you dickless wannabe, try and take me on!” Did a Nintendo character just curse? What the hell was going on? Now he had to play along, just to see how far this version went with things.

Maybe this was some undiscovered special version cause any game with a teenage girl calling you “dickless” would have definitely rankled all the dumb parent groups of the early 00’s. A cheeky little screen of an absurd contract flashed by, Alex selecting the yes option after perusing it. Blah blah sign your soul over blah blah masculinity forfeited if blah blah Ashley is not liable for any massive changes though she is allowed to keep copies of the recordings for her own personal blah blah. Just get on with the game already.

At first he was confused, expecting a loading screen but seeing a fly swatter. There were no countdowns, just a fly popping up on screen before buzzing away.

BZZZZ

A great big red X appeared on screen, Ashley appearing just to mock him.
“Seriously?! That was the easy one you idiot! What are you blind?!!” At the word “blind” Alex gave a surprised eke, something stinging harshly for a few seconds, almost like a mini migraine forcing itself onto him. Unknown to him his sockets were shifting, expanding, the eyes slanting as his irises were dyed a vibrant scarlet. It wasn’t like he could see this though and once the pain was gone he ignored it, deciding it was likely a dust mote or something dumb, unaware of the long girly eyelashes fluttering with each blink, his eyebrows plucked to slim arches.
“Pay attention this time idiot! You’re the one who wanted a harder game.” It dissolved to another prompt this time a cake on a conveyor heading towards a piper with frosting. Easy stuff. He waited till it was under and hit A confidently only for nothing to happen, switching to B at the last second as animated frosting missed the cake completely. Another red X, the BZZ louder.

“That’s not fair! It usually says what buttons to press!” It was a little creepy how soon Ashley reappeared, almost as if she was responding to him.
“I bet you’re giving me more of that loser talk. Where’s the buttons? Why didn’t mommy hold your hand through the scary game? Shut up you weak, hairless freak! You wanted a challenge now learn how to play the game jackass!” Now it was a pleasant tingle all across his body, almost like all his muscles were falling asleep. In a way they were, his body getting softer all around, muscles slowly deflating in warm, subtle spasms. His skin wasn’t spared either, a hail of hairs fizzling out of existence as they plucked themselves from his body, the pores shrinking before smoothing out, waves of golden colored skin overtaking his caucasian hue. It was immaculate, like porcelain transplanted to a human. Again it was a subtle change, barely noticeable once the the warm buzz faded, though his clothes did feel a lot more present as they rustled against his body, his boxers feeling kind of rough against his junk now.

The next one was another simple prompt, moving a guy out of the rain and keeping him under the umbrella. Making sure it didn’t have tank controls or work via the letter buttons, Alex beat one for once, smugly smiling as he got his first green check. Ashley harumphed with her cheeks puffed out, for once looking cute like a classic tsundere. That let Alex’s mind wander, thinking on how if he had grown up with this game he’d probably have added her to his early list of game waifus, smirking at the thought of her moaning out his name in an aged up voice. Well that was a fun thought but he couldn’t let his head stay in the clouds so time for the next- what?

Alex didn’t know how the designers had made her art so expressive, but Ashley’s face was the perfect representation of disgust and anger, catching him off guard as she blurted out, “Wh-What’s wrong with your fucking head you perverted sicko?!” The anger was so genuine it stalled him, taking his focus away from the background which had another event going on, both him and Ashley jumping as the BZZ of failure sounded out.
“Oh… looks like you fucked up again.” Now she was smirking, a look so evil it sent chills down his spine.
“Fine if you want to have weird fantasies, you can live em out all on your own. I bet you’ll enjoy this weirdo!”

The game held on her for a bit as the buzzing from before returned with a vengeance, the feeling of chills, like hundreds of tiny fingers were tracing their way down his skin congregating on his junk and nipples. He didn’t really know how to react, moaning as the phantom strokes slowly brought his cock to attention, accenting the scratchiness of his jeans but his shirt seemed all the more ill fitting as his nipples turned rock hard. This wasn’t the usual hard either, no cold to explain it and he couldn’t think of any time his nipples had ever felt this sensitive or this… good? He poked one out of interest, moaning again in a quivering tone, his cock pulsing a little as precum whetted the tip. It felt wrong, SO wrong, but the pleasure was addictive, his other hand moving up to instinctively tweak his other one, a deeper, more sensual sound leaving his throat as the hard bumps swelled under his fingertips.

“**Ohhh~...**” His throat felt clogged, a few clears grinding his jaw down to a soft curve, teeth and tongue all shrinking ad the bulge in it wobbled up and down. Each pass seemed to wear it down some, liquifying into a tasteless liquid that trickled down into his stomach.
“Mmmm~ Ah! AHHH~!” What had been a bass now came out trebley, his fingers playing more and more with the growing lumps, his areolas both pink and full as one touch invited another, his nose wrinkling upwards in joy as it snapped down, his cheekbones trembling as he needed more. His fingers wrapped around both nipples, making sure their grip was good before twisting, blinding pleasure sending his mouth careening into a wail, lips swelling and cheekbones collapsing into a haughty, cute formation as something made one word shoot out his lips.

“AHHH AH*HHHH AAAAALLEEEEEEX~ YES AHHHHHH-LEEEEEEX~!*” The blinding arousal made his hips thrust upwards, a series of weak releases staining his jeans as he came, moaning as his voice rose to a fiery little soprano, his name sounding like sweet sweet music to his ears as the intonation shifted to match a slightly older sounding Ashley, even some disgust and irritability making its way into the vowels as his brown hair draped down his back in a wave of inky perfection, cute little pants his only response as more cum dribbled out his cock and down his legs.

“*H-Huh?*” Why did his voice sound like this? Wait no what the hell was tickling his neck, his head felt like five pounds heavier.
“*Wh-what?!*” His hair was so long, so soft, the inky locks ethereally brushing against his fingers as he yanked it, shrieking as he confirmed this was somehow growing out the top of his head. The real Ashley smirked from her screen, “What you didn’t think I’d be the one living out your perverted virgin fantasies did you? You only wanted to hear my voice moaning it, you never said I had to be the one doing it. Don’t worry, this is a massive upgrade, I mean seriously you already came that much?! Fucking loser-” 

Alex had seen enough trying to get the menu to appear and quit out of it, feeling his fingers tingling as he mashed buttons. The nails were growing, clacking against the buttons while waves of that sleepy feeling ransacked his fingers, slendering them as they extended, palms shrinking down to dainty little things, the SP feeling so much bigger in them.

“Wow what a fucking genius! You’ve started playing a cursed cartridge that can alter your body at will, but I’m sure the fucking menu buttons will save me. No way Ashley thought of menu manipulation you fucking idiot. Why don’t you try the power button you fucking brain trust. I’m sure Nintendo’s amazing craftsmanship can totally defeat my evil powe- OH COME ON REALLY?! I WAS JOKING!” Electric shocks shot out of the power slider as he messed with it, his arms deflating more as slivers of feminine fat filled the shrinking limbs. Hoping it had a range of effectiveness he ran out of his place, getting out the front door and waving goodbye to the cursed game when he suddenly collapsed, writhing as his cock sputtered out more of his sperm.

His shoulders and collarbone wobbled as the BZZ of failure played in his head as if he was next to the game. He had to drag himself back, hearing three more failure cues as his pants became a soggy mess, his cock seemingly cumming if he just brushed it against his jeans, his hair losing its free flowing design as it tied itself into two pigtails, orange sunburst scrunchies tying it in place. Ashley smiled smugly at the dazed “man” his height a good foot shorter, shoulders squashed together and rounded and with an especially heated moan, hips widened, but bony.
“Aww, loser back already? Man you really suck at this game don’t you? Ya have to play if you want to win!”

Alex whines as he dragged himself back to his couch, cringing at how wrong his hips felt, his legs naturally knocking together inwardly as he tried to get his head back in the game, the game moving on just fine without him as another failure X bathed him in red light.
“Aww, looks like baby’s a bit uncomfortable, don’t worry, since I’m such a kind and benevolent host, let me fix that. Hell I’ll even throw in the outfit, can’t have you playing in your cum soaked jeans now can I?” She said it with mocking acidity, Alex unable to even respond past more conflicted groans and sighs of pleasure, fat writhing into his hips, swelling out beautifully as his ass gained a perky firmness to it, swelling out to a sensitive tush that turned him on greatly. But as good as that felt, the real danger came from his thighs.

They were swelling up, silky sensitive skin wrapping around his somehow stiff cock, Alex’s instincts making him squeeze them tighter together, a pained moan leaving as cum trickled out in a lazy stream, his prostate heaving inside as he could feel something corruptive pouring into the organ, slowly tweaking it from the inside. His only relief was the separation his ill fitting jeans held, but at the thought of that, they began dissolving away, leaving his bare thighs to smother his cock in a hellishly amazing thigh job. Even his boxers were fading, the fabric compressing into a pair of tight, red-lace panties, his cock and balls flopping out ot the skimpy undergarment to slap about between his quivering thighs.

Alex couldn’t help the raw pleasure he was delivering to himself, the next load shooting out over his carpet and missing his clothing entirely, socks crawling up past knee height while his bland undershirt thinned to a sleeveless wife beater, half translucent as something bubbled in his prostate, a thick, white wad popping out his aching tip as clear dribbles followed. His cock felt unsteady suddenly, an emptiness starting to make itself known behind the base of it, a desperately needy cavern that wanted to make itself known.

“See? Sure your carpet’s a mess and you have the stamina of veal, but hey i think you’re much cuter like that. Now try your best to postpone it fuckhead. I’m having a good time but I imagine your incompetence is going to make me do all the fucking work around here. Pay attention okay or you’ll be dickless! Well, I mean you already are, but I mean literally instead of just figuratively. And go!”

He didn’t know what to do, a person looking at an abstract painting while he had a golf club on screen. This didn’t make sense, what kind of fucking prompt was- BZZZ.
“Jeez really putting up a fight here. I’ll make this one small. Fucking focus.” She kept to her word, his calves and feet twitching as they shrank, all their hard lines rounded to smooth contours while the knee high socks went from slightly stretched at the bottom to a perfect fit, hugging the slimness of his heels and wrapping the curve of his arches nicely.

Next prompt.

Two men had their tongues extended, sushi going by in a nonsensical delivery belt that had five different speeds and moved like a snake. Maybe if he hit A when-
BZZZ
The left tongue shot out, missing the sushi but seemingly slapping around Alex’s left nipple, teeth and tongue clamping down to make her scream as it sucked at his chest. He could feel it pulling at the pectoral, making it swell with alien ecstasy as he tried hitting the B button instea-
BZZZ
Another miss, another mouth latched around his right nipple as he cried out, tears of forced joy dribbling in time with the weak spurts of cum below. He couldn’t take much more he couldn-

Next prompt.

Two men were eating tangerines while a small child inflated two exercise balls. He had a peeler and a knife, the peeler moving as he used the directionals, a squirt of orange liquid flying out to hit the rising-
BZZZ
“*FUCK FUCK AH GAWWD AHHN FUCK OHH~!*” The mouths were still sucking, his chest billowing out to a cups, nipples the size of silver dollars as more of his will splattered across the carpet belo-

Next prompt.

Cake was rising in the oven, he had a pipette of frosting. Nothing seemed to be happening as they billowed up and up, smoke starting to puff out as he hit the a button, a rising chorus of no’s pouring out in horrified realization as the door opened the two cakes burnt as they rose outside their tins-
BZZZ
Oh fuck his chest was on fire it was growing oh god he couldn’t take it he was exploding his b cup breasts joggling freely as the mouths disappeared, a shotgun blast below forcing his body to spasm, the SP flinging out of his hands and falling next to him on the couch, random buttons pressed as his new breasts pressed against the sheer fabric. Looking at the screen through tears he could see a chicken cartoonishly dead on a road, a car driving away in the distance. Oh wait that wasn’t a chicken, it was a co-
BZZZ

“Well shit you just suck. I’m not touching that nasty thing though so Alex, believe me when I say I mean this with every pixel of my being, from the bottom of my heart. Go. Fuck. Yourself.” He could only choke out a half moaned “waaait,” before his thighs slammed together, one final searing ecstatic build up rising in his core.

His thighs were relentless, squeezing inwards, spreading apart, then slamming in again, juicing his balls as they bore down. Something felt wrong, his abdomen watery feeling, the left testicle looking like a stress ball as it inflated larger and larger under the relentless pressure.
GLRRP
His eyes widened, a high whine screaming out his throat as he felt something break a little, his testicle snagging on a small hole that was far too small for it, the sack pulsing as he could feel it starting to pull in, the confines of his scrotum stretching torturously as more of it stretched inside. His thighs slammed back down, clear fluids spurting from his cock as he swore his testicle was ready to rupture, pressure mounting as the hole forced itself against the rubbery lump, the whole thing ready to burst.

CLNCHHK

SCHLUUUURRRRP
“AHH~ FUCK! N-OHHHH~!” The contents of his testicle had forced their way inside, spreading his innards as the hole widened, hot testicle juice siphoned off to shoot out, his head banging against the sofa as his first testicle slipped inside, scrotum pulled taught around his remaining one. His right thigh was angling it now, rubbing against the left as they squeezed it into the widened slot. The second one went in easier, the already broken entrance inside widening with little effort as Alex screamed his heart out, slippery fluids pouring from his tip as he felt his last testicle slither inside, rubbing against his innards as both danced around his pelvis, stirring the solid masses inside before inverting, tubes stretching out to shock his shifting prostate as his g spot triggered viciously.

“*YES YES FUUUUUUUCK YESSSS~!*”

Drool splattered from his open mouth, a part of him very aware that the widened hole inside him had widened to perfectly encompass the base of his cock, the shaft pulsating as he could feel it tremble, screaming as it shoved itself inside. It failed the first time, slamming into a wall of muscle as it barely sunk in half an inch, slowly pulling out to fling itself back inside, the muscular wall weakening as Alex gasped. His own cock was fucking him, drilling against his core again and again as fluids sputtered and shot out the tip, each inwards thrust driving deeper, rising out slower, his cock feeling softer with every shove inside. He was crying from the ecstasy, unable to take it as his thighs bared down, forcing his cock in deeper as it strained halfway inverted.

The muscular shaft struggled as his thighs pressed in, Alex unable to take anymore as his hands joined in, shoving on the leaking tip as he pushed with all his might. Something shifted between his hips, a muscular tear accenting his cries as his cock broke through, piercing his inner sanctum, shooting out load after load as it melted into his quivering vaginal walls, a tube from his womb latching onto the tip as it unfolded it like a used up sock, Alex screaming in glass shattering octaves as she came.

Her pussy throbbed, fucking itself as it formed, her body rolling around wildly as her fingers followed her shaft, slipping inside and finding walls of pulsating muscles like some kind of erotic chinese finger trap, drawing them deeper inside as she finger fucked herself to oblivion. She came again and again, moaning as the last of her strength faded into the fuzzy afterglow of orgasmic bliss, her pussy unclenching as her fingers slid out effortlessly. There wasn’t even an iota of strength left in her after the climax, her slick thighs pooled in a puddle of release, her mind fuzzy from such an overbearing shift.

“So that’s what I look like older. Thought I’d have bigger tits. Oh well. Get up loser.” Energy returned at the order, Alex looking down in shame as she realized what she had done, given into, mourning the loss of her manhood as an older Ashley tried to cover her shame, whining in indecipherable squeals and grunts like some kind of tsundere animal.

She gripped the SP with murderous intent, desperate to be turned back.
“*REMATCH! GIVE ME A FUCKING REMATCH YOU CHEATING BITCH!*”
“You lost fair and square asshole! The loser doesn’t get to renege or demand anything you fucking wimp. You should be thanking me for making you halfway tolerable to look at! And you got to lose your virginity so-”
“*I DID NOT! YOU MADE ME FUCK MYSELF!*”
“YEAH AND YOU ENJOYED IT YOU HORNY SLUT NOW STOP THREATENING ME OR I’LL-”
“*YOU’LL WHAT?! YOU’VE ALREADY STRIPPED EVERYTHING ELSE FROM ME WHAT THE FUCK CAN YOU TAKE FROM ME NO- GYAAAAAH~!*”
“You asked for this so don’t go crying to whoa WHOA WAIT HOLD ON DON’T-”

The Gameboy SP had shot out a bolt of lightning, shocking the newly minted girl as her arms flailed, legs failing as she fell to the ground. In her electrified throes, the SP had been launched, bouncing off the ceiling and landing with a dreadful crack against the corner of her table cartridge first before thumping to the ground. Alex whined, cringing as her body shrunk, height slipping away with the years as her white socks stretched up into black leggings, her shirt’s neckline thickening to an orange scarf with a green skull pin keeping it all together. She was regressing, groaning as her curves flattened, baby fat sucked out of her breasts and into her cheeks. Even her pigtails were changing, growing larger, wider, the two connecting ties forming a single sun crown as her sheer t-shirt thickened to a red half dress, her fiery red eyes burning through their passion to a dull coal color.

“*H-Huh? I’m, I’m little again!*” She expected some form of teasing from Ashley, who she now mirrored perfectly down to her age but the witch was uncharacteristically silent, a smoking SP screen flashing from a half dislodged top hinge. Crawling over to it, the cartridge, normally flush with the edge of the game system, had been pushed in at least a quarter of an inch, the plastic shattered as her attempts to pull it out separated the right half from the left, the other pieces crumbling out the system in a pile of ash and burnt plastic.
“*A-Ashley?*” She waited for a response.
“YOU FUCKING IDIOT!” Ashley’s voice seemed further away, echoing out against the room.
“IT ONLY LASTS A DAY! I USE YOUR ESSENCE THEN IT REPLENISHES! BUT YOU BROKE THE GAME!”

Alex took that in, quivering nervously as she asked, “*W-Well what does that mean? I can’t live like this! I’m a kid! I can’t even drive to get more groceries!*”

“Aww well ain’t that a shame. But you see, what it means is that you better get used to this look, cause it’s never, ever going back. Enjoy puberty again fuckwad, I’m being summoned elsewhere.” A faint shimmery outline of her appeared out the ruined cartridge, Alex’s mirror in every way as she began to fade into the ether, floating towards his outside wall.
“*Wait!*” There had to be some way to keep her here, to fix all of this, if she could just figure out the situatio-

BZZZ
***GAME OVER***