Outlaw Sister [TG/TF/WG]

“I have a feeling you’re waiting to say something to me.” Aisha muttered, going to work on her fourth ramen bowl of the day. She could see Gene out the corner of her eye, a smug smirk on his face. The captain of the Outlaw Star couldn’t help but to gawk at the feline alien’s recent changes. “Is there something you’d like to share with the class Mr. Starwind? Or can I eat my meal in peace?”

“Does that meal include an Earth petting zoo?” Gene joked, poking her love handles as Aisha let out a cute yelp. After the journey through the Galactic Ley-Line, the crew of the Outlaw Star had little to do and Aisha’s passed the time with eating. It wasn’t wholly unusual with her voracious appetite but it didn’t do her body good now that she was gorging out of boredom. The former “Strongest Woman in the Galaxy” was replaced with a curvy, four-hundred pound chunky cat. “You know, I think you’re the first obese Ctarl-Ctarl I’ve seen. You must be proud.”

“I’d watch what you say if I were you.” Aisha pouted, her cheeks puffing out more than they already did while her chins sloshed on her face. This petty threat didn’t stop Gene though as he continued to poke and prod her swollen thighs and sagging love handles as if she were a ripening fruit. “Hahahe stoopp!”

“Oh, what are you going to do about it Aisha? I bet even if you transformed into a tiger, your belly would be resting on the floor.” Her laughing spree made her whole body jiggle in glee, though her face was an odd expression of mirth and annoyance. Aisha tried to get up but discovered her hips had become wedged in the chair, causing her to fall flat on her face. “Aww wittle kitty fall down?” Gene watched as she rolled over on her back, her exposed navel in the air as continued his teasing. “Wow, never thought I’d get my whole pinky in your belly button!”

Aisha blushed, biting her lips with her adorable fangs. It was obvious now that his taunts were a way to kill his boredom too; just at the cost of her dignity. Finally shaking him free from her gelatinous stomach, she was able to get to her knees. Gene could feel the heat of embarrassment emanate from her body as he watched her waddle to the door.

“Whoa, they should write ‘Wide Load’ back here.” He joked, groping her butt as she perked up, the hairs on the back of her neck. Letting out a cute meow, Aisha tried to swat him away, her water-wing arms lacking the range she once had. Despite her panicked pleas for him to quit, Gene continued to spank her tanned butt again and again.

“I swear I’ll get even with you Gene!” Aisha turned, her pumpkin sized jowls jiggling with fury “And then we’ll see who gets the last laugh!” It seemed as though her threat went right through his head, too engrossed with sloshing her chocolate colored body around; her fur wobbling as she had the appearance of a bizarre children’s toy. Finally managing to break away from his lecherous groping, Aisha made the laborious journey to her room. “I think you need a walk on the wide side.”

“Man, who’d have thought watching double bottom get all fussy could be so much fun?”  Gene collapsed into his captain’s chair on the bridge. The vivid thoughts of Aisha’s body filled his mind as a perverted smile spread over his face. “Maybe when she gorges on breakfast tomorrow I’ll get to try out some new things on her.”
“Oh? Like what?” Aisha surprised him at his side, her speed not hampered by her extra weight. The sneer she carried made her face look fatter than it was as she sat on the side of the chair, the weight from her hips flowing into his lap.

“You’re back for another round? From the smile on your face, I wouldn’t be surprised if you ate the canary on the way here.” Gene was a bit surprised when she actually laughed at his mockery.

“No, I got something more…expansive in mind.” Aisha slid into his lap, effectively trapping him under her girth as Gene’s face was forced into her cleavage. The valley of heaven was divine, considering the extra padding in them, but there was a bigger problem at hand. He couldn’t breathe. Gene struggled to push her off, groaning as she was able to get a good grip on his wrists. For all of his jeers and jabs, it never dawned on him that her Ctarl-Ctarl strength and stamina were still in top condition.

“MmffhdhfhMMH!” His screams were muffled by her swollen breasts as Aisha hushed him in a motherly tone.

“Don’t be such a baby. I’d bet this isn’t the first time you have passed out.” She cackled a bit while Gene was losing consciousness fast. A few more seconds passed by as he finally slumped into a stupor, drooling some in her cleavage. Rubbing his head in a tender manner, she heaved Gene’s lifeless body over her shoulder. “Let’s go have some fun.”

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There was a lot to process when Gene woke up some time later. For one, he wasn’t on the Outlaw Star. For two, he was strapped to a chair that looked like something out of a hair salon. And for three, he was stripped to his boxers. He couldn’t fathom what was going on but felt his body tense up as he could hear a door open behind him. The echoing of steps was getting louder and louder until a familiar face greeted him.

“Aisha, what’s going on?” Her smile seemed less innocent and more unnerving with each passing second. Aisha said nothing, eyeing his body up and down as ‘tch tch tch’ escaped her fat lips. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I came to a thought earlier that if you loved humiliating and teasing me for being a big fat girl, then you must have some problems.” Aisha withdrew something from her pocket. “I assume that all this mockery is some sort of projection. That there are feelings your body can’t explain.” Gene never took his eyes off her hands, raising an eyebrow at the odd pink fruit that she now held. “Hungry?”

“Not really. Especially since I have no idea what the hell that is!”

“It’s a Danjo Kudamono. It’s a rare fruit grown in certain parts of the galaxy and goes for a high price. Do you remember the mind control cactus?” Gene nodded, worried where this was all going. “It’s similar to that in theory. With how big the galaxy is, there are plenty of unknown botanical discoveries to be made.” Aisha’s monologue was making him worry more and more as she held the fruit inches from his face. “This was found by the Ctarl-Ctarl’s but only small circles know of it. One taste and your chromosomes will flip in a matter of seconds!”

“What does that mean?” Gene wasn’t too keen on science jargon. Aisha didn’t answer him, instead electing to shove the fruit whole into his open mouth. Any attempts to spit it out were met with force from her as she held his jaw shut; ensuring he’d chew.

“In simple terms, it will reverse your gender; allowing you to become a sexy, beautiful woman like me!” Gene’s eyes grew wide as he instinctively chewed on the fruit, the bizarre taste making him gag. “This is what you wanted, right? I mean, it makes sense with your gross fascination with my size.” Aisha held firm on his face, giving him a more time to chew. Massaging his throat to make him swallow, his brow flooded with sweat as he moaned in fear.

Gene struggled in the chair though he knew it’d be pointless with the fruit in his system. Aisha took a back seat to watch as the changes began to grow on him. Even Gene stopped thrashing about to witness the alterations that were taking place. The most noticeable one was on his chest as estrogen flooded his torso. His firm, chiseled chest was inflating right before his eyes. The fleshy balloons of breasts bounced around on his body as Gene caught himself moving to ensure they were actually a part of him. Biting his lip, he tried once more to beg for mercy.

“Aisha, please don’t do this!” Gene asked as her voice was getting squeakier, higher pitched as she blinked in confusion. “What did you do to my voice?”

“What lady do you know that has a bellowing, deep voice?” She said, purring as she groped Gene’s massive chest, shaking them around as her body was forming feminine curves. Her hips were begging to fill out just as her chest did, giving the bound space captain a Coke bottle appearance. The whole process wasn’t too painful until Gene’s body convulsed as she could feel a burning between her legs. She wanted desperately to know what was happening under her boxers but her voluptuous, perky tits blocked the view. All she could see was Aisha’s blush as she witnessed the switch from man to woman. “Oh my!”

“Oh my nothing! Change it back!” Gene moaned as the burning rash feeling in her pants subsided. It seemed as if the fruit’s job was finishing up as her body had a softer tone to it while her hair grew to a length that’d rival Rapunzel.

“It’s a good start. But nowhere near done yet!”

“How am I not done yet?” Gene made one more feeble attempt to break free of her bonds. If she could get her hands on another of those Dangan-whatever fruits, she could reverse this whole thing. Gene’s train of thought was interrupted by the loud squeaking of a cart’s wheels. Snapping back to reality, she saw Aisha rolling up to her with a variety of perfumes and make-up. “No…no….not that!”

“Of course that! You gotta look pretty for when I’m done here Gina!” Aisha’s excitement was that of a teenage girl at a slumber party makeover. The eager alien started with a jar of cream, rubbing it into Gina’s skin like sun block. She wasn’t sure what to make of it; it felt like someone was coating her body with vapor rub. “This cream will leave your skin smooth, soft, and sensitive!” That last one confused her as Aisha got on her fat knees, rubbing the lotion into her body. After it fully seeped in, Aisha nuzzled into it with her body, causing Gina’s face to become hot and flushed.

“Please…huff….stop…” Gina said, face getting red as she trembled, unable to squirm or shake as Aisha ruthlessly teased her. There was no mercy for the bound lass as Aisha plopped herself into Gina’s lap once more, a quarter ton of cat crushing the poor girl’s petite frame. Still in a flustered haze, she could make out various lipstick and blushes in her hands, squirming at the sight. “I don’t…wanna be a girl…”

“I didn’t want you groping me either, so we’re almost even!” Aisha cackled as she groped Gina’s cheeks, giving her a good pucker for applying lipstick; cut perfect in a dark shade of red. Eye shadow was layered on in cakes as blush was applying vigorously. Gina wondered, in the midst of all this chaos, how different she’d look after all of this. “D’aww, you look adorable!” Aisha pinched Gina’s cheeks, holding a mirror up to her as she whimpered. The once proud Starwind resembled a foolish child who had just learned how to apply make-up.

“No more…”

“Oh you know I’m not done yet!” Something was moving behind Gina, unable to see what was going on as she felt something grab on to her hair. “What’s that!? What’s going on?”

“Calm down, it’s just a salon-maton. It’ll save me time from doing your hair.” Switching it on, the machine began to comb, style, and braid. All the while, Aisha’s attention was now on styling Gina’s vibrant nails. She could see the red luster shining in the light as the salon-maton made her jerk every now and then. “Stop squirming or this is going to take longer Gina! I gotta do your toes too you know.”

“Stop calling me that! Anyway is this thing almost done? My scalp is starting to hurt.” Aisha finished her work, nodding in approval as she watched the salon-maton finish its braiding; securing something to the end of her long braid. “What was that?”  

“It looks like phase one has ended. Why not take a look at yourself?” Aisha pulled a full-sized mirror in front of him as Gina could barely tell who it was she was starring at. The long red hair, the soft skin, the bizarre face, it was all foreign to her. Something that did catch her eye was how her hair was styled.

“Why is my hair braided like yours?” Gina asked, seeing the gold loop at the end of a four foot pony tail, combed and parted almost like Aisha’s. The answer to this came in the form of another bizarre fruit, this one brown and fuzzy like a kiwi but with blue swirls around it. “Not another fruit!”

“Fruit’s good for you Gina. Besides, this one is a delicacy on Ctarl. We eat this thing by the basket.” Gina let out a small sigh, relaxing her body until she saw the devious look in her captor’s face. “However…it can cause some unexpected results when other species consume it. Especially humans.” Aisha said, tilting Gina’s head back as the baseball sized orb was shoveled into her maw. This time however, Aisha pinched her nose shut to compel her to chew. Not wanting to pass out again, Gina complied as a needle pricking sensation washed over her body.

“Unexpected results? What are you going on about?”

“We learned the hard way when we first met humans that this fruit should remain on our planet. For you see, it replicates the native species of the planet. Or, if your brain can’t comprehend that, eating it will turn one into a Ctarl-Ctarl.” Gina shuddered, trying to hold back tears as her body was going wholly numb. Looking all around her, she saw how her body’s peach tone was becoming more tan with each passing second.

While the overall comparison between human and Ctarl-Ctarl wasn’t too far off, the entire process of changing from one species to another was an unpleasant one. Gina’s body clenched as a tail began to grow at the base of her spine, inching outward bit by bit as muscles formed around her pelvis to accommodate for the new appendage. The soft cartilage of her ears was morphing into a thin layer of flesh; pointed and twitchy as they crept out the sides of her head. The entire transformation was excruciating to her, causing some of the make up to run on Gina’s face.

“Aisha, I’m sorry!” Gina begged once more, trying to stay conscious from the both the mental and physical anguish her body was going through. “Please, just change me back!” Thrashing around in the chair, she failed to realize that as a Ctarl-Ctarl that there were added perks like heightened senses and energy. Aisha made various mental notes as she furrowed her brow.

“You know you should be thanking me for all of this! I’m doing all the work while you get to sit there and enjoy it!”

“I WHAT?”

“You heard me.” Crossing her arms, she stuck her tongue out while giving a mischievous smile. “Buuuut I can forgive you this one time. I can only image you’re going through some level of fatigue right now. I got just the thing for you.” Aisha pushed and heaved what looked like a giant swimming, steaming full of ramen noodles, steak, eggs, chicken, pork, fat, lard, and tofu as Gina put the pieces together.

“You’re going to make me as fat as you?” Aisha shook her head as she prepared a feed muzzle at the end of a hose.

“Of course not silly. I’m going to make you fatter than me!” Aisha said, strapping the mask over Gina’s mouth as she began to flood the fattening stew into the transformed girl. Without much choice, she began to chug and chug on the broth, swallowing it rapidly as she could see her body filling up like a water balloon. Aisha got on her knees, kneading her stomach and nuzzling it with her cheeks. Sensations driving her mad, Gina could do nothing but sit along for the ride.

This forceful journey of gluttony was made up of different phases. Her stomach began filling with a soft layer of blubber, piling on fast as it reached her knees then surpassed them. Her svelte thighs were packing on the fat as they smooshed together, pushing into one another with her hips pushing into the arms of the chair. The whole thing was making her claustrophobic as her already curvy butt cheeks and breasts were accentuated with flab. If she thought Aisha was stacked, Gina was putting her to shame easily as they swelled to K cups; almost resembling Aisha’s wobbling butt cheeks. Her own cocoa blubber buns were straining the chair, warping it as Gina wondered what would break first: the chair or her sanity.

“Urrrrpppp….I don’t want another bite…” Gina moaned as she was done. She heard a switch clock somewhere as mechanical claws undid her restraints, helping her to get to a standing position. Her thick, greasy stomach rolled forward as it slammed into the ground before bobbing into place. She blushed in embarrassment when her butt made her almost lose balance. “I don’t deserve this.”

“No but you deserve this!” Aisha said, sinking into his butt as she groped it up. Kissing it, kneading it, and playing with it, she began to pay back Gina for every humiliating touch she endured earlier in the day. Gina flapped her hands, wincing as Aisha bounced her hips off her. “I never thought I’d be so lucky to have a sister that was fatter than me.”

“Sister?!” Gina said in shock as Aisha fingered her under the giant belly apron.

“Yep. You’re Gina Clanclan, my long lost sister. And to celebrate, I bought you a present!” Aisha said, pushing a red latex-like suit towards Gina. The frisky cat girl pulled the top over the swollen melons of Gina, taking great effort to get it to stay in place without her kitties popping out. The skirt took more effort as Gina could barely get one thick, oozing leg through the holes. Not that she wanted to at this point but she knew full well disobeying Aisha would result in some added punishment to her dignity. “Ohhhh I could just eat you up. Isn’t it marvelous how your belly sags out in the open like this?” Gina winced as she felt her navel being played with in an all too familiar manner.  

“Am I done yet?”

“What do you think?” Aisha used the robotic claws to hoist Gina to the air, letting her thick thighs hang in the air. She took her precious time to get the fish net stockings up, encasing her legs like thick tubes of sausage. The extra stimulation in her lower body made her shake and tremble with a euphoric lust. Lowered into a pair of six inch high heels, Gina did her best to stay upright as Aisha put a cute bell-collar around the triple chinned face of her sister. Embellished with gold bracelets and anklets, Gina’s transformation was now complete.

“Can’t I wear an outfit like yours? This is demeaning!” Gina said, flushed with embarrassment while Aisha continued to spank her butt. “Or at least…can you give me some underwear. I think you forgot that.”

“I didn’t forget anything!” She chuckled, making Gina cringe. “If anything, this is modest in comparison to what comes next.” Aisha said, grabbing her thick wrists as she pulled Gina along through the city. The newly christened lady had no idea where she was being dragged to as they came to what looked like a massive restaurant, advertisements claiming it to be a five story buffet.

“You’re going to eat now?”

“We both are!” Aisha cheered as she pushed Gina into the building, her hands sinking into the fleshy rolls of back fat. “I’m going to stuff us both with everything here.” She whispered in a sultry tone. “After that, I know a few dance clubs who love the plus sized ladies. I think you’ll fit in just fine as my new toy since. After all, this only the beginning of a long life of fun lil sis!” Aisha giggled, kissing Gina’s cheek as the girl could only shudder with what revenge based fantasies her captor had for the future.