New Science Friend {Jumbaa TFTG}

    Melanie sat down at a picnic table, right on the edge of some woods, setting her lunch down to one side of her, and her physics textbook down right in front of her. Ugh, physiiics, she lamented to herself as she flipped it open and started to read, unaware somebody walking nearby had just taken notice of her.

    “See Pleakley? Even on Earth there are girls who like science!” the large, chubbier one said to his slim, one-eyed partner.

    “Look I never said no girls, Jumbaa I just-” Pleakley was shushed by a large hand covering his face and pushing him away.

    “Perhaps she’d be interested in one of my inventions,” he grinned, starting to move into the forest to observe his work.

    “Oh no, I am not letting you do this kind of thing again!” Pleakley protested, but he knew it wouldn’t work. They’d been together far too long for him to even hope he could persuade his adamant companion to change his mind, so the one-eyed alien simply continued walking home, hoping someone there could talk some sense into the mad scientist while Jumbaa found a good position to observe the girl, pulling out one of his many ray guns. He toggled a few settings on it and aimed at the girl, firing with a disappointing ‘shput!’

    He pumped a fist as he saw it strike the girl, who made no indication she was hit. Hmm, made this weapon have good use in stealthy missions, like this one! Jumbaa noted to himself, hoping this invention would work properly. He waited...and waited…

    She turned a page...He waited...She bit an apple, and he whined quietly! How long would it take to work! Thankfully for the alien? Not much longer!

    The long, blonde hair topping Melanie’s head began to fall out, revealing her scalp to be turning an appealing shade of indigo! She reached up, scratching her now bare scalp, and paused. She took a few grabs, finding nothing but skin and three tall, whisker-like hairs atop her head, and it took every ounce of her self-control not to scream. Had her friend pranked her and put hair removal stuff in her shampoo? If so…

    Her shirt and shorts began to tighten over her body. That drew her attention and she looked, seeing her bare belly, lightening to a shade of pig pink. She yelped, trying to stand but simply falling over backwards, revealing the growing belly to the scientist hiding in the forest. He looked down, seeing his own tummy below his Hawaiian shirt. Identical! Except his was bigger, for now!

    “Hahaha! It worked! See Pleakley?” Jumbaa turned, forgetting his comrade had gone on without him. “Bah!” He waved a hand dismissively turning back to the girl, watching her struggle out of her shirt, tossing it away as she examined herself, stunned. She grabbed her flabby tummy, brassiere filled now by moobs rather than boobs, though surprisingly enough they weren’t that large.

    “What the hell?” she exclaimed in surprise, forced to pull her shorts off as they were starting to dig into her thickening legs, which looked like tree trunks in girth all the way to her flat feet, which burst forth from her knock-off designer shoes! She frowned, somebody would pay for this!

    Her legs were the same shade as her scalp, and when she touched the skin it felt thick, and leathery. Protective, and not bad looking but...What the heck was going on!?

    Her arms, once fair and delicate, grew thicker, heavier, and much stronger! Her fingers shrank down to small little nubs at the end of her hands, squishy with pudge. Most of her arms were that blueypurple, but her palms were more the colour of her belly. Her neck slowly retreated, pulling her head down until it rested on her shoulders, spreading under her head was rather large, stretching her smile out with it, but her eyes didn’t grow nearly as much as she would’ve expected, if she could see herself. Then she blinked, and when her eyes opened the world seemed much wider! For two more, smaller eyes opened up under her larger eyebrows. Her nose rounded out between her eyes, the larger two focusing on it, watching as it became a large,  brownish ball-like olfactory organ.

    “Haha! It worked! My invention worked!” Jumbaa cheered from the forest, the naked girl turning, spotting him, recognizing how he looked from her own...his own, he had to correct himself after a quick examination of his new body, new form.

    “Invention?” Melanie asked, his mind starting to adjust to match his new form. Not getting rid of his mind, just adding in new things. Hearing the word ‘invention’ drained away all malice Melanie felt towards the chubby alien. He stomped over to Jumbaa. “What invention?” His ears, rounded and dangly but VERY small given his huge size, perked, listening.

    “Ah this? This is what made you me!” Jumbaa said, showing Melanie the ray gun, handing it to the ex-human. Melanie’s thick hands roved over the machine’s smooth form, admiring it, mind turning, wondering just how it was made.

    “Think you can share blueprints with me?” Melanie asked, “Maybe we can make better version!” Jumbaa grinned, throwing an arm around Melanie’s shoulders.

    “I think we are going to make good partners,” he laughed, the two walking away, leaving Melanie’s half-eaten lunch, clothes, and expensive physics textbook behind, eager to set to work together on some new, mad invention.