Pyro and I got together to play Spyro: Reignited, and we were having lots of fun together! But we barely even started the game, and without warning, Pyro's television went on the fritz!
Suddenly, the both of us were sucked into the TV, finding ourselves inside the game! I looked around and realized that we were in the Beast Makers realm!
Pyro warned to watch where we stepped, even as he walked right onto an electrified platform, and I followed! Suddenly, we felt a zap through our bodies, and Pyro's face squeaked as a grey inflatable beak burst forth from his face!
I realized that his warning came too late, as a muzzle and spikes emerged from my own face! Pyro's glasses fell off as the rest of his face changed, white and blue plastic covering it to form the avian head of a blue jay named Hopkins! His chest puffed out, ripping his shirt, and grey plastic covered his hand!
Pyro's pants strained as a blue and grey tail burst from it, and his shoes were shredded as two matching taloned feet burst forth!
Meanwhile, as I watched Pyro's changes, I realized I was next! I grunted in pain, as my face morphed into red and orange plastic, dark red horns emerged from my head, and my eyes turned blue and yellow. I squeaked as my brown hair turned into plastic, and my chest started growing, popping one of the snaps off my jacket!
My jacket strained as two new appendages, two large red and orange wings, burst through the back! My Chuck Taylors were next, as two matching red and orange taloned feet broke through the canvas!
My sweatpants were next, as a large red and orange spiked tail pushed its way through their seat! I put my now draconic hands to my chest, hoping to salvage my jacket, but my chest continued to barrel out, causing the rest of the snaps to fly off and starting to rip the jersey underneath!
Pyro's transformation into Hopkins was nearing completion, as his pants and shirt strained against his growing figure! Finally, squeaky legs broke free from his pants, and a round plastic chest burst from his shirt!
My chest was not finished either, as the orange plastic grew rounder, and rounder, and rounder, bursting through the remains of my jersey as well as my sweatpants!
My chest was not finished either, as the orange plastic grew rounder, and rounder, and rounder, bursting through the remains of my jersey as well as my sweatpants!
Hopkins took advantage of the new dragon blimp, attaching some straps around my back, and hanging on below! I wanted to protest, but there wasn't much more I could do while I was stuck like this! I guess i hope he enjoyed the free ride?
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