1st CYOA Part 2! Joker, The Curvy Cutie!

Joker blinked wondering what Curvy Cutie was supposed to do to her. This had to be another palace. The young man didn’t have long to think about it as his body suddenly felt off as if he had just been shocked.

The whole world suddenly started to get larger to the young woman as the rest of his body felt off. He looked down at his arms and legs and saw they were thinner smaller his hands. For a moment his clothes were loose before they adjusted and tightened around his frame. He prodded his changed body and could feel the difference in it. The hair that he had there was gone.

Joker groaned as his thighs got larger, crushing his manhood between them. The young man squirmed as he looked down and moved his legs as best he could. It was strange to see them thickening so quickly, and a part of him was aroused.

His face felt off as if it was being caressed. The young man touched his face and feel it was softer and more feminine. His lips were plumper, and his nose smaller than before. Even with the lack of mirror, she knew that she was a beauty to rival the likes of Ann and Makoto.

Suddenly his waist tightened and he groaned as he held his gut. He felt a soft smooth stomach there that he never had before. It continued to get smaller and he could feel his harden even further. Joker panted, his mind panicking as he shuddered. It took all that he had not to heave as he realized that he had a slim slender waist and toned core.

A sharp pain went through his body and he cupped his crotch, only to notice something wrong. He could feel through his attire that his balls were shrinking and his dick was getting

A sudden rumble from her ass made her squeal as her ass ballooned. She squealed as her pants dug into her lower body and new crotch. She moed her jacket as best she could, ignoring the catcalls of the crowd who admired her rear. She flushed harder when she saw that she had a huge delectable rear end.

Her chest suddenly grew out, as if water balloons were being filled out on top of them. With her current posture she lost her balance and fell onto the ground. Even though she had fallen she rose up where she was growing cushion was there and pushed her higher off the ground. Her erect nipple pushed against her clothes and floor, making her wince as strong aroused feelings went through her body and stimulated her senses. A heat building in her core the more they swelled. They only ceased their growth when they became melon-sized DD-cup breasts that would catch anyone’s eyes, especially with how her coat was framing.

Joker moaned and was pulled up to her feet and stumbled, shivering at the extra bounce and jiggle from her chest and butt.

“And there you are folks look at the curvy cutie that is Joker!” Warden cried. “Why she looks like she belongs on the front cover of a modeling magazine wouldn’t you agree!”

Joker’s face flushed as she looked down her body and jumped when her eyes landed on the immense boobs that were there. She looked behind her and squealed at the sight of her immense buttocks there as if it was taunting her. A part of her wanted to caress her new curves, especially in such a tight outfit. The young woman blushed and could feel everyone’s eyes on her and quickly forced her embarrassment, perversion, and everything else that would get in the way to the side.

Joker moved to strike at the man with this knife, but the warden was able to expertly block the attack. The leader of the Phantom Thieves bit her lips and blushed at the immense bounce of her upper and lower body but ignored them. She put some distance between the two of them, glaring at the one who had to be the cause of her transformation. The Wild card raised her gun and fired but he blocked it with the cane. He zoomed forward and with a quick strike of his cane disarmed her.

“Now now, no violence here,” the Warden ordered.

“Persona!” Joker cried, but then shuddered as a small zap went off as if she had just been shocked. She dropped the knife and the gun as she fell on the floor, her plush butt giving her more cushion than she thought it would. For a moment she forgot her situation as she was thrown off by the softness she had.

“No summoning Personas in here either,” the warden proclaimed, looking at her as if she was a student who was making a ruckus rather than someone that could have hurt him.

Joker glared at the man as best she could, wishing that she could do something more to him. She forced herself back up as he turned to the crowd, wondering if they would join in in the fray if she was able to attack him.

“Now then people let me know what you think would be an appropriate punishment for trying to attack someone? Normally I would choose such a punishment, but this is such a special occasion that I shall leave it all in your hands. It could be anything at all from a change in outfit, personality, or something else like adding another change to her body? After all, attacking someone is a crime, and certainly isn’t allowed in our wonderful asylum.”

(Alright folks this part will go on till Monday at the earliest depending. Until then leave your thoughts about what you would like to see, and heart or something the people's suggestion that you do like if or when they respond.)