Best DeviantArt Pokemon Transformation Stories 2

Would You Like Fries With That?

by Champloon, Dec 26, 2011, 11:07:32 AM

Literature / Prose / Fiction / General Fiction / Short Stories

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Dodging a car, Jake mumbled "Stupid hillbillies." and continued on.
He was heading to a new burger place that just opened up a few blocks away.
Sadly, he had to bike past hillbilly territory to get there.
He had no problems with most of them.
It's just two particular ones, the Red Brothers, who were always drunk and driving.
They nearly killed him five, now six, times.
But he was relieved when he finally saw the burger joint.

I was the manager at the new burger house.
Got it from my dad, who said he was franchising it.
I hired some local rednecks as my first two employees.
They were dumb as dirt, and as violent as, well, two drunk rednecks.
But they could cook better than anyone else nearby, and worked for almost nothing.
At the start of our third day open, I saw one of them arguing with what looked like a giant chicken.
Based on my experiences in this town, I knew not to question it.
As they finished fighting, the chicken handed the redneck something, and left.
"Moring boss" said the one that wasn't fighting as they walked in.
"Where have you two been?" I asked harshly.
"Well, we was walkin' here, and 'his chicken passed us.
"We was hungry so we tried to kill 'im and bring 'im home"
"Fine, whatever. Just get to work." I said, shrugging it off.

Walking inside, the first thing he noticed was how good it smelt.
Looking around he saw that it was decorated a little bit like a barn.
Suddenly a man popped up behind him.
"Can I help you?" He asked, as if Jake was doing something wrong.
"Oh, I would like a table please." Jake said, a little surprised.
"Ah, very well. Follow me." The man said as he walked away.
Following him, Jake got a table and sat down.
"I will be back in a few minutes to take your order." The man said, giving him a menu and walking away.
Looking at the menu, Jake couldn't decide what to order.
It all sounded pretty good.

"Have you made your decision?" I asked the boy at the table when I came back.
"Umm... yeah. I would like a Faming Pork, with a little extra hot sauce." He responded.
"Ok, got it." I said, walking back behind the counter.
"Hey rednecks, got an order for ya!" I yelled into the kitchen.
"What is it boss?!" The asked back, running up to the order window.
"A Flaming Pork, little extra of the hot stuff."
"Got it!" They said, with what I think was a little bit of a giggle.
"That's weird." I mumbled to myself. "They've never been this eager to work before."
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw them pouring something onto the burger, but I shrugged it off, thinking it was the hot sauce.

"Here's your food sir. Would you like anything else?" The waiter asked.
"No thanks." Jake replied.
"Enjoy."

15 Minutes Later

"I see you're done. What did you think of it?" The waiter asked.
"It was one of the best burgers I've ever had." Jake replied.
"Well, I'll let the chefs know that. Here's your bill."

After paying, Jake went into the bathroom to wash up.
Looking in the mirror, he felt like something was wrong.
He confirmed that when he saw he had a pig's nose.
"What the hell is going on?!" He exclaimed.
He noticed that, slowly but surely, he was shrinking.
Looking at his arms he saw his skin turning orange.
He saw his hands harden and become hooves.
Looking in terror, he saw his arms shrink.
Jake's cloths, becoming too big for him, fell off, reveling the same orange skin growing up his stomach and back.
He noticed that his skin was turning black at the waist and a little farther down, but strangely his legs grew the same orange skin.
His legs and feet followed the same fate as his hands, becoming hooves and shrinking, making him fall to the floor.
He finished shrinking and was around 1'08".

He felt his head begin to change.
He needed a better look at it, so he hoped up on the toilet and onto the sink.
Looking in the mirror, he saw some yellow skin appear above his nose.
However, area around it grew black skin, with orange skin underneath, making it look a little bit like he was wearing a bandit mask.
His ear grew longer, moving to the top of his head and also growing black skin.

Finally, thinking the changes were over, Jake tried to calm himself down.
That, however, lasted only a few moments.
He felt a pain near his spine as he saw a tail growing out of it.
It had the same black skin as the area that it grew out of.
After it grew a little bit, it started to curl, just like a pig's tail.
As the tail started to stop growing, an orange sphere grew at the end of it.

As the changes finally finished, Jake heard the door slam open.
He hid behind the sink as two men walked in.
He recognized them immediately.
The Red Brothers.
"I 'on't get it, 'at giant chicken promised that that bottle of somein' would get us somein' to eat."
"Wait, I think I sees 'im! Yeah, it's a 'ittle piggy!"
'I'm dead,' Jake thought.

Hearing some yelling and noticing the absence of some certain workers, I walked over to the bathroom.
What I saw surprised me, to say the least.
The rednecks were cornering a small... pig, I think.
"REDNECKS!" I yelled. "GET BACK TO WORK!"
"B-but boss-"
"NOW!"
I gave a small smile as they rushed back to the kitchen.
Looking back into the bathroom, I saw the small animal backing away behind the sink.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." I said, giving a kind smile.
It slowly inched towards me until it was a foot in front of me.
I slowly reached out to pet it.
It backed away at first, but eventually let me pet him.
"Don't' worry," I said. "Those dumb rednecks won't hurt you anymore."
I picked the pig up and started to walk out.
"Hmm, you're kind of cute. Want to be our new mascot?"