This is a piece I got from https://bsky.app/profile/yungyuji.bsky.social , this one I like to think is a sequel to this piece bought by my good friend Jam.

and here is the story for it~

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It has been some time since Jam and Quinn were swapped and trapped by Lucario and Colleen, then freed when Jam finally used his Lucario powers to escape, allowing them to reclaim their bodies from the two.

But Quinn was still feeling salty about that day, not being able to be a hero for even a little while was just so infuriating, and when he heard that Colleen was back in tow. He knew it was finally time to get his payback.

Grabbing the swap gun he got from Jam, he ran out of his place, ready to find her.

Colleen, meanwhile, was just busy scouting the area, looking for any signs of the thing that was supposed to be in town, but so far, nothing was actually coming up, not a peep, sight, or smell of whatever she was searching for. It was starting to seem a bit hopeless.

“I knew this was a mistake; it is just not here, plus I can’t help but feel like this place feels familiar,” Colleen said, sighing and tapping her chin, just wondering how she knew this place. That was interrupted when she felt something press against her back, and a voice she remembered spoke.

“Hey Colleen, nice to see you here.”

Colleen sighed. It was Quinn, and it felt like she was pointing a gun right into her back. So with a shake of her head, she raised her hands in mock defeat. “Hey Quinn, still salty about the other girl trapping you in that warehouse?”

“You have no idea,” Quinn answered, putting a finger on the trigger and slowly pressing it down.

“Look, love, I don't know what you think you are gonna do, but isn’t this a bit much for you getting trapped?” Colleen tensed her muscles, ready to take the Bengal anthro down with ease.

“Oh, you have no idea, but I am sure Blitz will be happy,”

“Huh? Who is Blitz?”

Colleen asked, confused about what he meant, and who this Blitz fellow was, but had no time to fully react as Quinn finally pulled the trigger all the way back, firing the swap gun.

In an instant, the two were enveloped in a strange light as they blinked and their perspectives shifted. Colleen looked at her back, holding the gun, while Quinn raised his arms, his muscles tense, smirking.

Colleen blinked some more and dropped the gun, realizing what had just happened: they had swapped again! And this time Quinn was in her body and able to move on his own. “Um… listen…. Maybe we got off on the wrong foot here.”

Colleen aid, but was ignored by Quinn, who was panting and feeling his chest and hips,” Um, Quinn? Are you alright?”

Suddenly, Quinn moaned as his breasts grew bigger and his hips wider, with his thighs getting thicker, much to Colleen's shock. Quinn stopped moaning as they stopped growing and felt the now bigger assets. “Mmm, that feeling never gets old, too bad I am not as big as before.”

Colleen stared in shock, horror, and jealousy. How could this pervy cat make her body bigger!? Also, why did he say it like that was normal? Has he swapped a bunch after that day?

Quinn turned around, smirking at the shocked Collie and his old body and picked up the swap gun, “Thanks for dropping this, you made it so much easier to stay like this for a bit, luv.”

Colleen finally came out of her shock and realized what she had done: she had dropped the one thing that could get her back to normal. “Hey, swap us back!”

“I don’t think I will, you see, I still want a lot of fun in this body, and I plan to use all that fun, and you-” Quinn flicked Colleen's nose “can just be angry till I stop having fun and change us back, which I have no plans on doing anytime soon.”

Collen rubbed her feline nose and hissed, watching Quinn walk away with a new sway in the hips.

“They will notice you know!”

“I know your team, they will not, the only thing they'll notice is when I start teasing Blitz,” Quinn laughed and kept walking away, only getting a shout of “Who is Blitz!?” back from Colleen.

Quinn walked a bit until he saw the 4 other Road Rovers waiting near a parked plane, Hunter calling out to him, “Colleen, there you are! Did you find it?”

“Huh? Oh, um, no! Sorry, just couldn’t find it!” Quinn answered back, panicking inside as he heard Colleen talk about looking for something, but was so caught up that he forgot to ask her what it was before he walked away.

“Shoot, and that was my favourite ball!” Hunter snapped his fingers in disappointment,

“Comrad, every ball is your favourite,” Exile said in a deadpan tone, with Shag nodding in agreement.

Quinn gave a mental sigh at the thought of something so small and joined the group, all of them, including Blitz, now getting a better look.

“Hey, something seems different about you,” Hunter said, scratching his chin, trying to place it.

“Oh, I just did my hair, glad you finally noticed, especially you, Blitz,” Quinn winked at the German dog, who blushed and began speaking gibberish.

Exile was taken back at the sudden flirt, but Hunter, some not phased at all, “yeah, that was it! Thank you! Now let's go back to base!”

“Good idea, I could really use a rest,” Quinn stretched, making sure to push his chest out some more in Blitz's direction to make the poor dog blush even more, and stopped walking past them all, while tracing a finger on Blitz’s pecs, “let's go, I am ready to get out of this suit.”

“Y-yeah, let's go!” Blitz was absolutely shocked at what was happening. Colleen was being nice and flirting with him; it was like a dream come true.

Exile, meanwhile, tapped on Hunter's shoulder, “Hey, do you notice anything off with Colleen? She seems to be... Very friendly with Blitz,”

“Oh, I am sure she is just in a good mood, now let's go!” Hunter was the next to follow onto the ship, leaving the husky and sheepdog behind.

Shag said something in his unintelligible voice, and Exile nodded,” I agree, Colleen is acting far too nice and playful with weirdboy.”

Back with Colleen, she watched the ship take off, without her and sighed, “Well, that is great, what am I supposed to do now?””

“Maybe you can change into something or change someone else to pass the time. I am sure the readers will love that!”

“Hmm, maybe,” Colleen thought, but then blinked. Where did that voice come from, and why did it sound like it belonged to Quinn, but one that was way more mischievous and powerful? “Maybe the body is messing with my head.

Although the idea of changing someone into a couch for her to sit on was sounding more pleasing to her by the minute.