Birthday Chicken Bash! (Kiara TG)

Jory lounged on his living room couch, playing games, waiting for Kyle to arrive. Despite it holding his attention, he kept looking at his phone. Even if they were officially celebrating it tomorrow with the rest of their friends, the two of them would be having some fun today.

A new urge came over Jory, and he picked up his phone, browsing the various TG websites, looking for anything to satisfy his desires. With every preview, his disappointment grew when he saw the first batch were characters who didn't get his attention. The second set used real people instead of anime or game characters. What he did find left him wanting something better quality.

Jory sighed. “Dang it there’s nothing good.”

He thought over some of the cute and sexy art he had seen while perusing online, some of which would make excellent TG material with the right story behind it. 'I could get someone to do it for me.'

Kyle could do it if he liked the idea and was sure he could. He has helped him plot and plan before, leading to him writing those stories so it could happen.

Jory’s phone buzzed, bringing him out of his horny ideas. It was a text from Kyle telling him he had arrived.

The front door opened, and he saw his buddy Kyle with a bag over his shoulder and a box of food in one hand. Jory smiled and then eyed the box of food. “Hey Kyle, I wondered when you would get here, and now we can have some fun. And why did you grab a box of food?”

Its smell assaulted his nostrils, making his mouth water. He had lunch not too long ago, yet the wonderful smell of the food made him want to grab more.

Kyle placed a large box of chicken down on the table. “I got the food for the day.”

“Why did you grab some chicken? It's not a bad choice, but did you grab anything else to go with it?”

Kyle grinned. “Oh, I thought chicken would be good enough for the day. And I thought you would have something to go with it here.”

“Well yeah, we got some stuff around here that we could make to go with it. We got some potato salad and some corn if you want to go with that. I'll probably go with a real salad myself.”

“Cool, I’m going to grab a drink and have some food first, before we get down and have some fun. Do you want anything?”

Jory said. “Just get me some water please."

A smile came to Jory’s face. Now that his friend was here, he could finally have some fun. There were a few animations that the two of them could watch, and there were always the games. His mind went through all the possibilities, wondering where to start now that they were here.

The smell of the hot chicken assaulted his nose again, bringing Jory out of his thoughts. He looked back at the chicken again, the wondrous smell calling to him as if a bunch of neon signs around it were trying to get his attention.

"Kyle did say that he got it for the both of us." Jory opened the box and groaned as the smell became even more enticing. Gurgling noises came from his stomach. "Well, I don't suppose one bite to hold me over will be a problem."

He cut a piece off without hesitation and shoved it into his mouth. A burst of flavor assaulted his tongue. Its spice was a little more robust than he was used to, but the meat was juicy and perfectly cooked.

Kyle returned to the room with two water bottles and stopped when he saw Jory, who looked at him like a cat who had eaten the canary. Jory stared, wondering what to say, as Kyle smiled childishly.

Jory said. “You did something to this chicken, didn’t you?”

“I didn't do anything to the chicken. That's all on the cooks. But I thought you would like it. Do you notice anything odd about the chicken?”

Jory blinked, wondering what his best friend could have done. On a second look, he noticed a faint red and gold powder blended in with the well-done portions of the meat.

“Now I see it,” Jory remarked without worry. He knew his friend long enough to know that he wouldn’t do anything to hurt him. Maybe tease him, but that would be the worst that he might do to him. “So what does this stuff do?”

Kyle answered playfully. “Oh, you’ll find out right after your body heats up for a hot second.”

If he wasn’t sure this would be fun for him, Jory might have felt slightly annoyed by the lack of an answer. Kyle did say that this was fun for him, so he wasn’t worried about what might happen.

Jory’s body suddenly felt hotter, like he had stumbled into a hot sauna. He pulled at the collar of his shirt and braced himself for what was about to happen.

After a moment, he noticed the hair on his arms were getting smaller. He pulled the front of his shirt and saw the hair on his chest and stomach disappear. All the hair on his legs disappeared as if it had been waxed off. Everywhere Jory looked, the hair on his body was gone.

Jory said. “My body hair…Wait a minute.”

Gurgling noises came from Jory's gut as it receded. He raised the bottom of his shirt, and the two could see how it collapsed, getting smaller. Any trace of the prominent stomach gut that he had before had been erased, with only a smooth, flat stomach. Defined tone appeared seconds later, replacing the flab and enhancing its new trim look.

Jory placed his hand on his stomach and pressed down on it. A happy grin crossed his face at how little his finger went in. Despite his efforts to be as healthy as possible, he never had a refined gut like this.

“Wow. You know, having a stomach and waist like this is different when you have it."

Kyle said. “Is it nice?”

“Oh yeah,” Jory replied as his waist began shrinking. He placed his hand on his sides and squeezed them as they got smaller. The grin that Jory had blossomed even more as he did. A jolly chuckle erupted from his throat, wondering how much his waist would reduce before it was finished. Soon, it became a tiny waist that looked far more fitting on a girl than his masculine frame.

“I’m transforming into a girl. Do you know if I can get my stomach looking like this, when I'm still a guy?”

Kyle frowned. “These types of things are only temporary. If they could make it so that you didn’t have to put in any of the work, you could forget about working out. Every girl who wants to be sexy would grab this stuff as if it were going out of style. There would probably be more musclemen running around as well. Got to admit, I would be one of them.”

“I would too when I'm not walking around as a pretty girl.”

Jory’s hands curled independently, and he struggled to make them loosen. Both stared at Jory's nails as they lengthened. As they grew longer, a fresh new shine came over them as if nail polish had been applied. When his digits finished, he had control of them again and moved them as if playing a piano. Attached to Jory's hands were dainty, womanly hands that would have looked nice if they weren’t still attached to the masculine upper arms.

The transformation continued up Jory’s arms, watching eagerly. His forearms thinned while his biceps deflated like balloons, losing helium. Faint pops came from his shoulder blades as they moved closer together. To his satisfaction, they were just as defined as previously, but his biceps were even better.

Jory's shoulders released a low pop as they moved closer, earning a smile. A calm, relaxing wave erupted from the spot that soothed him like someone was giving him a back rub. Some of their girth was gone, giving them a more rounded appearance.

Jory marveled at the transformed hands. Wondering who he would become when the transformation was over. Some part of him hoped he would become Mythra, but he felt it would be a little too obvious.

“Is this going to be like when you became Coco?” Jory said, his voice brimming with excitement.

Kyle smirked playfully. “Somewhat, though, it's going to be you this time. I’m sure that becoming a girl isn’t too much trouble for you.”

“Not at all,” Jory beamed happily. “Honestly, I wish that you would show me this stuff earlier. It's unfair how you hide where you get all of the TG stuff from until all of these special occasions."

“Hey it helps to make these occasions more special.”

Jory’s toes wiggled, and he was thankful he wasn’t wearing any shoes because he could watch his feet transform. He wrapped one of his hands around it, keeping it in place so he could see the difference. After several seconds, his foot slipped out of the hold and continued to change. When it stopped tingling, he raised his foot and saw how much smaller it had changed.

After they finished shrinking, Jory wiggled his toes, ensuring they would follow his commands again. He was pleased to find that despite the changes happening to them as they got smaller, they still felt like they were his own.

“Wow I didn’t think that it would be so much,” Jory admitted, rubbing his softer feet.

“Girls have smaller feet. Trust me as someone who's been a part-time girl.”

Jory chuckled, still eying his feet. "Okay, I gotta give you that one."

It was strange for his feet to be so small, and Jory almost didn’t trust them when he compared them to how they were. Jory carefully stood up as if he would topple over if he weren't careful, but he still felt as stable as he always did. After a moment, Jory grinned, happy he didn’t have to worry about embarrassing accidents.

The transformation continued up his legs, slimming down and tightening them, Jory watching with an expectant smile. Jory gripped the back of his legs and marveled at the tightness appearing there with every second that passed. It encouraged him more, and he poked and prodded more, his fingers going in less every time. The slight jiggle that he felt from them became less prominent the more he did, making his smile grow.

As quickly as the changes started, they ended. Jory was left with thinner lower legs that contrasted heavily with his upper body, giving him an almost chicken-like build. Despite how much slimmer his legs were in comparison to the rest of his body, Jory was still able to remain standing without any issue.

“Ok these are looking damn good so far. Though we still have to go through one more thing before I can say with absolute certainty that I have nice legs.”

Kyle smirked. “The thighs?”

Jory cheered. “The thighs!”

The transformation reached Jory’s thighs, and Jory could only squeal as they grew. His pants strained slightly against his ballooning thighs, but that discomfort did nothing to dwindle the joy that he had. Every bud of pleasure from them encouraged him to play with them more, and he savored the explosive feeling that came from them. Despite their softness, tone seeped into them. It became more appealing as a defined shape appeared as they became twice their original size.

Jory swayed from side to side, giggling. “These are perfect!”

Kyle chuckled. “I’m happy that you approve of them so much."

Jory winced as a sudden sting erupted from his hips. He placed his hands on them and massaged them as they widened. Every pop sent a wave of relief as if someone was rubbing them. It was so relaxing and pleasing that it made him roll his hips. A chuckle came from Kyle, but he paid it little thought and continued to enjoy himself.

"This type of growth should be focused on to enjoy it truly."

When they stopped growing, Jory opened his eyes and quickly examined them, his smile becoming a full-blown maniacal grin. With how he moved, it took longer for his boring behind to rest. He could only imagine how pleasing it would be when he finally got the booty to go with these lovely hips.

“Well your legs might be nice, but you're still a long way off before you're done.”

“Hey let me enjoy myself, and besides they’ll be coming in eventually. I admit I want to play with the boobs and booty I'll get. Though I don’t want to have the boobs and butt come in when I still have my face.”

Kyle shrugged. “I could understand that.”

Jory's face heated up, and he cupped his cheeks. Popping noises came from his skull as it morphed. A tingle came from his jaw as it softened, and he caressed it, admiring the lessening curve. Itchiness overcame his nose, and he couldn't breathe momentarily before they adjusted into a cute hook nose. His eyes burned as they changed, and he let out a low whine as they did. The color in them shifted, becoming a bright purple. Something felt like it was being brushed through his eyebrows as they thinned. One of his fingers moved to his thin lips, and they swelled with a natural plumpness.

Despite how different his face was, he was astounded by the new heart-shaped form he had and everything that came with it. The curve of his cheeks, his softer look, and his nose. It blew him away so much that his smile became even brighter and more charming. His lips quirked into an excited grin, a laugh like bells coming out.

“I’m so….pretty!”

Kyle's face darkened. “Yeah, you look pretty."

Jory blushed, though his smile grew at the compliment. Even though he wasn’t sure who he was becoming, he was eager to see the process continue. Then, he could have some fun and make some fantasies real.

After a moment, Jory’s reddish hair changed. His auburn hair brightened, becoming a more prominent shade of orange. The ends of his hair gained small teal dots that became larger as if he was dipping the tips of his hair in dye. It bruised against his shoulders and slowed when it reached his shoulder blades.

After the change of color set in, his hair grew longer and tickled his cheeks as they traveled. He grabbed his growing hair and twirled it around in his hands as if it was a toy. The softness of his new locks made him giggle in delight. Now that he could see it, its new brighter color and length confirmed who he was becoming.

Jory cheered. “I’m turning into Kiara!”

Kyle laughed. “Yeah, I thought she would be the best person to turn you into this time. I’m happy to see that you love it as much as I hoped that you would.”

“Why wouldn’t I love turning into one of my favorite Vtubers?”

His mind was running through all his fantasies, imagining what it would be like to explore this body. Even though he had no curves, seeing what the rest of his body was like was too much for him to ignore.

Jory's throat burned, making him wince. “Is my voice changing now?”

However, instead of his voice, the Austrian voice of Kiara Takanashi came out of his mouth, making the two of them blink. Jory giggled, positively gleeful about how he sounded. “Ok this is weird, but I am not complaining.”

Kyle said. “Are you going to talk dirty to yourself?”

Jory laughed. “Maybe later.”

Jory hummed for a moment with a cute look. With a grin, he moved his neck until it let out a loud crack.

“That was a good neck crack," Jory said, sounding precisely like the Vtuber when she had said it.

“If I wasn’t here, I would question whose neck you were cracking.”

Another bout of heat went through Jory’s crotch, making him groan. Sweat appeared on his frame. A slight pinkness entered his face as he patted down like a child getting a new toy. He would have loved it if he could have explored it in greater detail, but he didn’t want to show his junk off to his friend.

Jory breathed in and out and resided himself to what was happening as best he could. More heat resonated through his body, causing him to pant. A naughty giggle came from him as the front of his pants tented further. From the corner of his vision, he noticed Kyle looking away, using his hand to cover his face.

“Not going to stop and stare?”

Kyle said. “You know how I feel about futa, and you aren’t a big fan of it either.”

Jory pouted, crossing his arms over his chest. “I’m not, but I’m getting something out of this.”

When his fifth limb began shrinking, Jory let out a lewd moan. His hands caressed the front of his pants. Every muscle in his lower legs trembled. It entered his body, and he gained some measure of sweet release. An empty feeling called out from his new entrance, demanding it be explored.

Jory’s balls traveled to the new hole, brushing against the sides of his legs and making Jory gulp. He braced himself, knowing it would be just as pleasing, if not more so, than when his dick entered his body. One of his balls reached his new hole, and he breathed through his nose as he clenched his feet. Every nerve, muscle, and even his bones were on fire. It pressed into it as if trying to dig through his body.

“Ohhh!” Jory cried as his balls slipped inside of him and morphed into a new pair of female ovaries, making his body spasm. He focused on feeling every trace of his great rod, knowing that the moment it entered his body, he would reach the apex of pleasure he felt from the transformation. Right when the tip of his member entered his body, it was as if he blew his load.

Jory squealed as the transformation finished down there. After a second, she touched her new cootchie's outer folds, making her shudder. With a playful smirk, she looked at her friend and giggled when she saw Kyle’s head was still turned away.

She giggled. “Feel free to look now I’m officially a girl!”

Kyle hesitantly turned, making Jory laugh harder at how much of a prude his friend was acting. He had been turned into Coca and was fine when it was him, but now that it was someone else, he acted like a gentleman. It was too funny.

“Oh hahaha. Laugh it up."

“I can’t help it with how you’re being and all,” Jory snickered.

Suddenly, Jory squealed as if something had been shoved up her butt. Pressure built up between her buttcheeks, and then they began to swell. With a naughty giggle, she continued to fondle her lower cheeks. Jory massaged her rear and grabbed them as they expanded. All the excess butt flesh slipped out between her fingers, making her rub them with greater vigor. The pleasing sensation only continued to get more pronounced, and she licked and bit her lips hungrily as she did.

“Hey, could you do me a favor and call me Kiara while I’m like this?” Jory questioned as she continued to her rump.

“Sure, it would be weird to call you Jory while you’re like that. Does it feel weird?”

“No, just nice and hot.”

Jory pressed down on her completed ass and was pleased by its tightness. It was as if she was holding two perfectly round ripe peaches. Every little squeeze she did, made her preen gleefully, absolutely adoring how perfect her ass was.

Kiara turned so her butt was facing Kyle. “I got a nice butt.”

Kyle could feel his blood rush down below. “Yeah. It is nice.”

Another pleasing wave of heat came over Kiara, centered on her chest. Seconds later, small orbs began to push out, tenting the front of her shirt. Another giggle came from her as she groped her chest, massaging them like stress balls. Cleavage began to expose itself and grow with every second, making her smile beam.

She stared at her developing bust with a perverted grin. The original Kiara might not have had the most prominent boobs among the American Vtuber girls. Still, she did have a size of the bunch. With every added centimeter to her breasts, a pulling feeling came over her back muscles. Tension built up in her shirt as the round shape of her bust became apparent, the tips of her nipples poking through. Yet that tightness eased when her breast growth slowed, ceasing entirely when they became a large D-cup rivaling apples.

Kiara giggled and looked at Kyle playfully, giving her boobs one last squeeze. With surprising swiftness, she kissed his cheek, making Kyle’s eyes widen in shock. "Consider that a reward for letting me become a pretty girl.”

Kyle blushed as he rubbed his cheek. “Well if you want you can become even thicker.”

Kiara questioned eagerly. “What do you mean?”

“Well the first thing that the chicken does is that it changes you into Kiara, but if you continue to eat it after then another thing happens. Instead, your curves will start expanding, you boobs getting bigger, butt ballooning, thighs getting more delectable. The whole nine yards.”

Without hesitation, Kiara picked up the chicken, tore the meat off the bone with her hands, and took another bite as if she hadn’t eaten properly for years. The moment she swallowed it, a childish, gleeful smile sprung as she giggled, running her hands over her curves.

Kiara glared at Kyle. “You better not be lying to me?"

"Why would I lie about curves?"

“Fair point.”

Kiara squealed as her curves expanded again, growing without any hesitation. More fair cleavage became visible as she played with her knockers with exuberant joy. The new weight of her breasts made her lean forward before she adjusted to her bust. More tightness invaded her pants as her ass and thighs swelled against the confines of her pants. Another naughty giggle escaped as she grabbed one of her football-sized asscheeks, sending intense bolts of heat through her body. Seductive moans came as her body sparked with pleasure. She laughed merrily at the extra jiggle there as it started to slow, finishing its expansion when they rivaled volleyballs.

“Wow!” Kiara thrusted her chest out, pleased by the noticeable bounce from her boobies. Then, she shook her ass and savored the extra bounce from there.

Kyle smirked. “Well, there’s something else you should know about the chicken. The more you eat the chicken, the more curvaceous your new body will become.”

Kiara’s eyes went to the chicken again. Before she knew it, she took another bite of the meat and then another. With every piece of chicken she ate, her body kept getting more womanly. The strain on her clothes grew, her breasts becoming the size of a honeydew, her hips and butt straining her buttocks. “This is perfect!”

She wished that she had some sexy clothes that a girl could wear. As lovely as it would be to get some lewds, she would have liked to have gotten some shots of her in sexy clothes. A bikini, workout gear, maybe even a bunny suit.

“Enjoyed the show?” Kiara smirked. With how good she felt, she didn’t mind that she had been giving him a free show. She would let him look all he wanted because he had allowed her to bounce like this.

Kyle pulled a smaller bag of meat from his backpack. “I most certainly did, but now it's my turn.”

Kiara's eyes gleamed in joy, sparkles almost visible in her eyes. “Are you going to become Kiara two?”

Kyle took a bite. “No it’s duck."

Kiara blinked. Before she could question the unexpected response, her friend started to change.

Kyle’s hair grew until it went past his chin. The tone of his skin changed as the hair on it disappeared in one fell swoop. Both of them stood at every level with the other. The mole he had on his chin vanished. All of the masculine roughness on his face diminished, the freckles he had vanishing. Gone was the visage of a young man who looked a year or two older and was replaced with that of a young Japanese beauty.

His size diminished as his build got thinner, the flab he had refining into new muscle. Both his arms and legs gained a slightly more slenderness to them. Cracks came from his hands as they thinned and became more womanly. Power appeared in his limbs as they refined.

Pops came from his feet as they got a little smaller. His lower calves altered as well. Visible muscle appeared, and they rippled slightly less as their power increased. Unlike the rest of the transformation, his thighs bulked up slightly, adding to the delicious hourglass figure his friend gained with every second.

His hips let out a loud pop as they suddenly widened, forming the basis of the figure that he would have when the transformation was over. They got broader with every pop, making him massage them in glee. A laugh escaped as they became wide enough for him to hold.

"Oh man, so good."

His stomach changed and became more refined as his waist became thinner, making his hourglass figure stand out further. All of the rippling from his flabby belly disappeared as it thinned. Like a curious child, Kyle poked his changing stomach and ran his hands over the sides of his body as they altered. With every prod, his fingers went in a little less until they hardly did at all. The slim, smooth core he had now was toned and flat enough to eat off of without issue.

Kyle shuddered and moaned as his dick and balls receded into him in one quick swoop. The sudden change made her spasm as if she had been shocked. Once it passed, she patted her crotch.

“Ohh, and now I have joined the female side,” Kyle joked, earning a snort from Kiara at how stupid the line was.

Kyle breathed heavily through her nose as her behind expanded. All of her digits cupped her booty as it pushed against her pants, making up for their looseness. Like a slave to a song, she snapped her hips from side to side as if dancing until her butt finished growing into a tight, seductive butt with all the excellent firmness of a ripe peach.

Kyle gasped as her boobs came in, growing larger and expanding. Kiara watched like a hawk as her friend's boobies came in. If she still had her dick, she knew it would be harder than any rock in this world. They finished growing when they became a decent C-cup rivaling oranges.

Now that the transformation was finished, Kiara could tell who her friend had become. However, there was an important question that was on her mind.

“Why aren't you as…turned on as I was?”

“Because I already went through this once before, it doesn’t mess with my body as much. And since you want to be Kiara, call me Subaru.”

Kiara pouted. “…Well, that’s boring. I’m surprised you went with Subaru. I know you like tomboys, but I thought you would go with someone with bigger boobs or Korone since she’s your favorite.”

“How else will we have the battle of the chickens?” Subaru smirked as she pulled a can from her bag and sprayed herself with it. “Here, use this. It will give you some fitting clothes.”

Kiara took the deodorant can and, for a moment, wondered if she should use it. Things had already turned out so well for her, and she should go through it all again, so why not? With childish delight, she sprayed herself with the bottle and waited for it to take effect.

The two watched as their clothes changed, merging in places as they softened in others and hardened in others.

Subaru's pants got smaller and conformed to her new legs, showing them off. A red tint appeared on them, consuming the blue fabric until they were a bright red. Yellow and white and white stripes appeared on it, erasing all of the decals and subverting the rest of the colors. Small wristbands appeared on her wrist as large thigh-high stockings formed.

The sleeves of Kiara's shirt broke off and lengthened down her arms. Every bit of red faded and became white as if bleach was being used on it until they were detached white sleeves. An orange button vest with blue buttons wrapped around her midsection. Both legs of her pants broke up from the upper section, with the upper portion becoming a bright orange skirt.

Her pants traveled up and formed into a tight orange skirt that complemented her hair. Like Subaru's pants, all the color in Kiara's disappeared until they were white thigh-highs that hugged her legs. On top of her head, two hats formed, one resembling a little chef hat and the other a beret.

Subaru exclaimed. “Now then, it's time for us to have the battle of the chickens, even if I'm a duck!”

Kiara smiled. “You got that right! And it will be my victory!”

Before she could grab a controller, she had a naughty and delicious idea about what they could do instead. Her eyes drifted over to the food and then to her bust. A devious smirk formed as she imagined her perverted thoughts becoming real.

“How about we spend the next bit figuring out who is sexier,” Kiara said, placing a piece of chicken in her mouth.

Subaru blinked. “What do you mean?”

Before Subaru could react, Kiara placed her arms on both sides of Subaru’s head with a playful smirk, making her jump. She swallowed the piece of chicken that she had in her mouth, and again, her figure ballooned.

“Does that answer your question?” Kiara said, pushing her boobs right into Subaru’s face.

Subaru looked down at the chicken, her eyes lighting up in realization. “How would we determine who wins?”

“We’ll figure it out later, but right now let’s eat!”