Neco-Wish

 

Artwork - Jellcaps

“Alright master, it has been done~.”

The genie’s voice was like sweet honey to Leo’s ears, the half spectral woman clearly amused by the wish he had made. His heart beating fast, he cracked open the door to the living space of his house and saw a collection of a dozen men and women staring around in a half-aware daze. They were all of various builds and heights, but all hot. Wish one was in the bag.

Wiping the drool from his mouth, Leo said, “Well done genie! Now for the most important part, heheh.”

“Oh my Master. You seem quite delirious. You are welcome to take some time to recuperate before your next wish.”

“No! No, it can’t wait any longer!” the man yelled, his pupils darting about as his mind raced over the prospect of his most perverse fantasy being made reality.

“Very well my Master. What is your second wish?”

A sly smile crossed Leo’s face. He thought over which of his favorite fictional girls to become, which one would be perfect for the group awaiting him to partake in. What would feel the most good? Did being a top or bottom suit him better? There was so much to consider that it was impossible to choose, so there was really only one option left...

“Genie! I wish for you to turn me into the most desirable version of my top searched female character online.”

The Genie closed her eyes and gave a puzzled look, groaning for a few seconds while seemingly lost in thought.

“This’ll be a tough one. Most desirable… Hm, there don’t appear to be many satisfying options.”

Leo thought it was weird to be taking so long. His heart already felt like bursting with how long he waited. The genie must be hunting for a really good look.

Suddenly, she smiled and her eyes glimmered as they opened. Snapping her fingers she said, “Ahah! This will do. A bit unconventional, but with plenty of desirable traits~.”

The genie pointed a finger at Leo and blasted him full of energy. He quickly felt his body pulsating and eagerly awaited the change. What came first were the clothes, his jeans and shirt all glowing with a blinding light before shattering into particles. In their place, the glowing silhouette of what would replace them appeared, and as the glow slowly faded a new outfit came into being. A feminine, long-sleeved white shirt, a short, blue pleated skirt, pantyhose, and comfy, brown sheepskin boots.

Leo giggled and felt at the texture of his new clothing. It all looked very familiar. He then checked one of his long bangs of hair to see that it was no longer brown, but blonde.

“Oh, so I must be turning into Arcueid from Tsukihime! Heheh! Strange though… I don’t recall her being high in my search history.”

“I can assure you my Master. You’ve looked up this woman a lot.”

“Okay then. So, what’s neh-! Haaah!?”

Leo’s question was cut off by his body’s answer, a strange pressure closing in all around him. It wasn’t painful, more bewildering than anything. The pleasant warmth was still present, but amplified, and every inch of his frame felt like it was being compacted down by the air around him. He tried his best to relax and let the magic work, closing his eyes and letting it wash over.

The genie smiled as she watched her master lightly squirm and moan, his body shrinking in size—its broadness melting down into more delicate features. He was looking more like a flat chested woman now, sensual curves coming to his body as he bucked forward in bliss.

“Ooooh yesss! I c-can feel it happening!”

Leo could no longer contain his excitement, his dick rising erect and hiking up his skirt, his hands exploring the now softer, sensitive nipples on his chest. Giving the tender rods a pinch, he let out an orgasmic wail and halfway through his voice pitched up into that of a woman.

“Guhn, it feels sohoooh! Wh-What the, huh? HOOOH!”

Leo’s eyes snapped open and he looked on in shock as his body began to squash and stretch unnaturally, like a cartoon! His arms and legs went noodley for several seconds before snapping stiff. They then tugged in towards his body harshly, becoming more like small twigs on an oversized body. His feeble legs could no longer carry his topside, and just as he was about to tip over he was saved by his torso scrunching flat like an accordion then releasing. All the excess mass was sucked in and his body was now perfectly proportioned to his limbs—aside from his head.

Leo clawed down at the skin beneath his eyes in despair while gazing at himself. Sure, he still had the body of a woman, but he was the size of a gremlin. He at best would reach a normal person’s knees if standing on his tiptoes.

“What the hell is this? What did you do?” he shouted. This was so not what he imagined, and yet still he was changing, a weird tingling permeating through his ears as they cracked and shifted.

“What is wrong my Master? She is the woman you’ve searched for the most. I know it doesn’t look like much now, but I found you as desirable a form for her as I could.”

Leo was at a loss for words, merely grunting and groaning under the influence of the changes. His body felt so good but his looks were all wrong! His hair puffed out like an umbrella and then fell down longer, settling into a short, sexy cut akin to the Arcueid character he had assumed he was turning into. As his ears wriggled and harshly pulled towards the top of his head though, twitching as a pair of cat ears, the realization of what he was truly becoming hit him.

“N-Nooo! No way! I’m turning into that fuhuucking meme caahaaah!”

His eyes nearly rolled into the back of his head as a blonde cat tail sprung out above his butt. It held stiff like it was scared, its heightened sensitivity shaking Leo to his core and causing his terrifyingly bloated dick to start launching cartoonish amounts of cum into his pantyhose, weighing them down.

“Neco-Arc I believe she was called?” The genie playfully muttered. “Your search history is filled with her. You must reeeally like her Master~.

Leo’s tail began wagging and his mouth drooling as a bubbling pressure built within his ass, hips, thighs and chest. The compacting force from earlier awas back too, this time focused on his head.

“Nooooh! Naahaaht like this! I don’t lihaaah! I don’t like her like thiiisss—guuh! HOOOOH FUUUUUCK!”

The pressure on his head was intense, his mind trembling with wild thoughts of mischief, perversion, and unconventional fun. He was desperately holding on, but the crumbling weight on his mind and the expanding force within his body was too much to handle. It was going to happen! He was going to lose it! He was going to become that stupid, obnoxious, shitpost ca—!

“P-PLEASE NYOOOOAAAAH~!”

It happened quickly, Leo’s head crushing down into a size better fit for his smaller body, the pressure so great that his eyeballs literally popped out of his head and became large saucer plates before narrowing into oval slits with large, red cat pupils. The pressure against his cheeks sandwiched his features, leaving not a trace of his masculine visage behind, replaced by a goofy woman with a feline shaped mouth curling as it mewled loudly. His body followed suit, only outwards as his hips, thighs and ass expanded rapidly like inflating balloons, their thick bounties of fat tearing apart his pantyhose, allowing his cock to thrash about free like a fire hose while launching copious amounts of spunk. As for his chest, it went off like an airbag, fat exploding outwards in several ridiculous bursts until the massive orbs of soft flesh were too much for one shirt to contain.

“Meeoowh~! They’re coming! Nahn—Nyaaah~! All nine lives are cummiiingh!”

Leo rolled onto his backside, dick still cumming and hands now groping as they set free his breasts from the sweater. A blush came across his mischievous face as he rubbed every bit of pleasure he could out of his enviable tits. He drowned in the invasive thoughts and sensations swimming within his head, the magic of the wish wringing his brain until only the Neco-Arc remained.

Now in full acceptance of her form, the final changes came. Her fingers began to fuse together and soon enough turned to clubs. This didn’t stop her groping though, the now eternally closed fists massaging the sides of her breasts. What followed were the most intense, confusing yowls yet from her, dick blasting clear fluids while sputtering like a deflating water hose.

“Nyih! Nyaaan! Nyuh, nyuh, NYAAAAAAAAAH~!”

Her sputtering worm slithered inwards while a pair of lips opening between her legs delightfully devoured what remained. Neco-Arc was all cat woman now, and she was perfect.

After a quick recovery from her greatest climax yet, Neco-Arc snapped to her feet stiff as board and peered down at her body. She couldn’t see anything beyond her big tits, which she happily began to bounce one at a time with her club hands. Her face was permanently stuck in a smug, frisky expression reminiscent of a cat.

The Genie silently observed her creation. The small catgirl was shapely for her size, a shortstack in every way. Her ass was so large that it jutted out from underneath her skirt, which came across as mere window dressing with how little it left to the imagination. Neco seemed pleased regardless, her tail wagging side to side as she happily hummed.

The genie decided to inquire nonetheless.

“So Master. Is all to your liking?”

Neco-Arc twirled to face the woman and nodded her head violently up and down while grunting in agreement, her head moving so fast it created blurry afterimages. Her tits nodded along with her.

“With a blast of white, the cat has finally arrived!” She excitedly yelled, her voice carrying a perpetual, playful tone that sounded on the brink of meowing. It was honestly quite annoying. “I have awoken to a new power! A new beauty even! You may call me Neco-Arc, the shining cat!”

The genie giggled then replied, “Well miss Neco-Arc the shining cat, I’m happy to have helped. All that is left now is your final wish. So, what shall it be?”

“Nyuh nyaaah?”

Neco-Arc puzzled for a minute, scampering around in circles comically quick as she did. Then a light bulb appeared above her head and she stopped. It seemed with her new body came the physics and logic of a cartoon character.

“Meow, I got it! We stick to the plan!”

The genie was surprised by the response. She was sure the more chaotic being before her that replaced her boring Master would have something more interesting in store than simple harem hijinks.

Neco-Arc confidently struck a pose and a superhero cape materialized on her back, flapping in the wind.

“I no longer have the need for grandiose wishes! I have all I need now except an adoring fanclub! And I bend to the will of the writer’s wishes so… Genie! I wish for the rabble outside to love me!”

“As you wish~.”

The genie twirled a finger and the door to the bedroom burst open to reveal a crowd of hungry-eyed, lovestruck hotties all with Neco-Arc on the brain.

“That’s right everyone, I’m all yours! Come to—NYAAAH!”

The crowd bum-rushed Neco-Arc, fighting over who got a shot at her first. The genie simply hovered out of the way and watched her handiwork unfold. It took a while, but some sense of order came to the group, the horny fans taking turns pleasing their Neco-Idol with dicks, tits, and slits alike. As the catgirl beat off a massive dick between her jugs and let another flop onto her face, the genie figured it was time to leave. Even this was a bit too ridiculous for her tastes.

The woman chucked her genie bottle out the window and retracted herself back inside as a trail of mist, hoping that whoever found her next might be a little less weird. The last sounds she heard while departing was the annoying, sexual cries of Neco-Arc.

“Nyun! Nuh nuh nyaaaahh!”