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Nat had recently been shopping in his hometown’s flea market. There was your usual flea market fare, stuff like ceramic angel statues, homemade crosses, old clothes, mugs, etc.
Although of course, there was the rare stand every now and then that had stuff Nat was looking for, that being old electronics. More specifically, old video games. Most of the time, people at flea markets didn’t know the actual value of such old things, so they would lowball the price and allow Nat a practically free NES, SNES, or the like.
During his recent trip, Nat had unfortunately not found much, though he did manage to find an old Bowser plushie that was in shockingly good condition. When he mentioned buying it to the little old lady running the stand, she said something very odd…she remarked that she had never seen it around before, and couldn’t even remember how it had gotten there to begin with. After thinking for a bit, the lady just told Nat he could have it for free. Not like she wanted or needed it anyway.
And so, Nat took the squashy reptile home. He even buckled it up in the passenger seat of his car for shits and giggles.
The plushie had been sitting on Nat’s dresser for the past few days, where it motionlessly collected dust. But today, Nat suddenly decided that he wanted to examine the plushie a bit further, so he gently took it in one hand and turned it around to look at the shell…and that’s when Nat noticed something odd.
One of the spikes, notably the one in the center of the shell, was completely solid…it even looked like it could be removed.
“Huh…maybe it’s like a secret piggy bank pocket…?” Nat reasoned as he slowly rocked the spike out of place. And in the next moment, Nat was blown just about halfway across the room by a sudden, burning hot blast of heat. Nat let out a cry of pain as he rubbed his eyes, trying to make the heat in them dissipate. He then looked over to the plushie…
From the hole that the spike once covered, there was a stream of white-hot fire coming from it, going into the air and forming into a ball of fire with equally as fiery horns.
“Wh-What the fuck?!” Nat cried.
Three holes appeared in the fireball. Two for eyes, one for a mouth.
“Wharharharharhar! Finally freed from that craphole! God it was so cramped in there.” It boomed, slowly approaching Nat, who desperately tried to back into the wall to gain distance from the spirit. Of course, this was to no avail.
“C’mon. Don’t tell me you don’t know who I am, bub. Hell, you should be happy! Your body’s gonna become the permanent vessel for the great Lord Bowser!”
Before Nat could even react, the great ball of fire rammed itself right into his chest, disappearing into it. Nat was left with a feeling of extreme, painful heat pulsing throughout his entire body. As if his blood had been turned into pure magma. Nat let out a pained scream as he doubled over onto his hands and knees. His body quickly began changing soon after, starting with his arms. His fingernails began to merge with the tips of his fingers growing long and sharp, followed by his skin itching heavily as his arms began growing bright yellow, hard, and rough scales.
“N-No way….No way!” Nat cried as the heat permeating his being only continued to rise.
Nat felt his muscles beginning to pulse and twitch as the scales slowly but surely overtook his entire body.
Nat began to involuntarily twitch again. Following that, he watched as his arms start to grow. The slack in the sleeves of his hoodie lessened more and more as his arms thickened with muscle and fat. Nat’s blood metaphorically ran cold as he felt the fabric of his hoodie tighten around his shoulders.
“Auuuugh-! Make it stop-! Please-!” Nat grunted as he shakily stood up. His legs began to grow next. Nat let out a grunt of pain as he felt his newly-scaly calves began to press up against his pants.
Nat’s feet wouldn’t be spared from the changes either. His feet started to painfully shift into a new bone structure, melding into a reptilian, therapod shape while still being plantigrade. Afterwards, his toenails went through the same changes his fingernails did. His newfound claws started to grow just like the rest of his body too. It wouldn’t be long before Nat could feel the tips of his claws pressing against the seams of the shoes.
“NOOOOOO! PLEASE! LET ME GO! AUGH-!” Nat screamed as his body continued to be snatched away from him. The front of his torso began to harden to even further degree than the rest of his scales, forming into a segmented plastron. This only put more strain on his shirt. By this point, he could feel his increasingly muscular body pushing his shirt into the hoodie, and now the fabric of both was beginning to strenuously stretch, trying to accommodate for the changes.
His pants were suffering from similar strain, although they were lasting somewhat longer due to the hardiness of the fabric. That wasn’t saying much. Nat’s legs were beginning to hurt as the fabric constrained his thickening legs. Nat let out another scream of pain…he couldn’t even move his body because his tightening clothes only caused him more pain, that and he was worried his clothes would rip as he did so.
Nat’s shoes were beginning to creak and groan from the monumental pressure being put on them. Their shape was so deformed from the enlarging claws that it looked like they could burst into pieces at any moment.
Nat at this moment started to grow taller, only putting more strain on his puny human clothes, such worthless crap wasn’t befitting the great king of the Koopa Kingdom anyway-
Wait what?
Nat groaned as his memories started to grow duller and duller…new, unwelcome ones beginning to show up in their place.
“N-No…NO…! I’m not…my name’s….N-Nat..!” While the ‘human’ was fighting against the possession of his mind, ‘his’ growing muscles began to put monumental tension on his shirt and hoodie. The fabric quickly began to split in multiple places, the holes only growing wider and wider as the muscle breached the clothing’s maximum taut-ness.
And as the swiss-cheese-like top clothes started reaching their breaking point, something new began to form on Nat’s back. A gigantic, hard, spiked shell. Nat ended up lurching backwards from the sudden weight of it, allowing his reptilian chest to tear through what remained of his shirt and hoodie. The shredded remains fell to the ground uselessly…
This set off a domino chain of sorts as Nat’s claws separated the fronts of his shoes from the soles, sending sock fragments all across the floor like a cannon. Quickly afterwards, the shoes finally gave out, exploding right off of Nat’s claws. Fragments flew everywhere like shrapnel.
Nat’s pants began to give away soon after, his massive calves tearing through the bottoms, and soon causing multiple gigantic tears through the legs that went all the way up to the wasteband.
Nat screamed in pain again as he reached his final height. He could feel his hair brushing against the ceiling by this point. He whimpered, holding a scaly, clawed hand on his pants, desperate to hold onto anything relating to his previous identity.
The seat of Nat’s pants began to tear open as his rear pushed through them, complete with a long, spiky tail unfurling from its cloth prison. Bowser’s waistline bulged outwards instantly afterwards, breaking the wasteband of Nat’s pants into multiple pieces and sending the former human’s last remaining connection to his identity to the floor.
Nat’s head grew ever foggier as his own mentality drained out of him…and while this was happening, his face began to swell outwards while his teeth all grew razor sharp. His face turned a dark green as his hair turned a fiery red. Lastly, the koopa grew two, gigantic, curved horns which broke holes through the ceiling as they grew in.
The newly-transformed Koopa stood motionless in the center of the room as the human once known as Nat became nothing more than a forgotten memory…
Bowser reawakened soon after, punching through the ceiling to allow his horns some room to breathe. The massive reptile let out a hearty laugh, breathing out fire in the process. Anyone who was in the area outside quickly ran away in fear upon seeing Bowser.
“WHAR HAR HAR HAAAAR! FINALLY I’M FREE! THE WORLD’S GONNA KNOW MY SUPREME AWESOMENESS ONCE AGAIN!” The king of the koopas roared as he watched the innocent bystanders ran screaming like little pansies.
“Those pesky Mario bros aren’t here to stop me either…this world is mine! ALL MINE! Oh…better yet, I could merge this world with mine! HAHAHAHA! I’M SUCH A GENIUS!”
Bowser rapidly kicked through the house, tearing it down to the foundation. Using his breath of inferno, he set some random nearby houses on fire just for the fun of it. It wouldn’t be long before a full-on wildfire would start in the neighborhood, all the fault of the glorious, supreme, totally evil-
(This list goes on for several more minutes, allow me to skip ahead a few hundred words.)
As the ashes of the rubble began to blot out the sky, Bowser let out another triumphant roar.
“BRING IT ON! SEND YOUR WIMPY HUMAN ARMIES TO STOP ME! I’LL TOAST ALL OF YOU LIKE A PIECE OF BREAD! WHARHARHARHARHARHARHAR!”
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