Transforming Into A Floatzel

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/I feel like such a nerd./
I felt embarrassed as I walked around the Poke’con, and I hugged myself.  There were so many people here in cool costumes, ones that looked like actual Pokémon!  Me, though, and my dumb face (blue eyes, brown hair, fuzzy beard)?  I was just wearing some dumb gym jacket and gym pants.  It gave information on my favorite Pokémon, Floatzel, and even said “Be The Strongest And Capture Your Pokémon!” on the back—yeah, it was confirmed.  I was a real nerd.
I sighed hopelessly and continued my walk through the convention.  It was a little late to change costumes now.  What should I do now?
“Hey!  Hey, you!”
I turned, and saw one of the booth’s artists waving at me.  “Come over here!”  They gestured for me to come over, and so, with a raised eyebrow, I walked over to the booth.
“What’s up?” I asked, trying to sound casual.
They gave me a smile.  “Well, you looked like you were a bit down in the dumps about your costume.”  How did they know that?  “So, I figured you could use one of these.”
They reached behind them, and their hand came back holding a teardrop amulet.  It looked . . . beautiful, transfixing even.  “Yeah, I guess so,” I said, knowing I had to have it.  “How much?”
“Twenty bucks.”
/That’s cheaper than I thought/, I realized, handing them the cash.  They gave me the amulet.  “Enjoy!  I think you’ll find your costume much improved . . . very soon.”  They winked at me.
/Um . . . sure?/  I shrugged, and turned away from the booth, teardrop amulet in hand.
As I walked through the convention, I spotted a distant corner, a little area to hide away for a bit.  I wanted to take a break anyway, and besides, this was a good chance to try on my new necklace.  So I walked over, and, after catching my breath for a bit, I reached into my pocket and took out the amulet.
It really was lovely, and I found myself staring at it for a moment.  Then I clasped the amulet around my neck, a smile crossing my face.  /I do look a little better with it on/, I thought, sighing.  /Even if I still feel kinda silly./  I smiled, and held the teardrop jewel in my hand, admiring it.
And that’s when the transformation began.
The teardrop began to glow in my fingers, and my eyes widened.  I hadn’t seen any wiring or electrics when I bought it—how was it glowing like that?  That was weird, wasn’t it?
That’s when I noticed my jaw was feeling a little funny. . .I let go of the amulet and brought my hands to my face.  That’s when I realized my chin was . . . distended, somehow?  Was that possible?
Then my chin stretched out even more, along with my jaw as a while, and I realized that yeah, it was possible.  And it was really happening.
I cried out in sharp surprise as my mouth started fashioning itself into a muzzle, stretching further and further away from my head.  As it did so, my nose flattened on my face and sunk into my skin, my two nostrils repositioning themselves in front of my new muzzle, going to the sides.  As they did so, my eyes stretched out, shifting to the sides of my head and growing in size, shifting from oval-shaped to circular and giving me better vision than I had before.  My ears also leaned down, and flattened against my head, starting to melt into it—when I put my hands up to touch them, I realized my ears as I knew were basically gone, replaced by a smooth surface
“Holy crap,” I muttered as my new mouth formed.  That’s when I realized my body was thickening—I was growing muscles on my chest and stomach!  Then I looked down and saw that not only was my shirt about to burst thanks to this new development, yellow /fur/ was showing between the ready-to-snap- buttons on my gym outfit!  “W-What’s going on?!” I muttered.
The growth of fur spread up my chest and reached my neck, giving me a prickly feeling as it began sprouting there.  Then the fur came to my head, just as the change there was completing: my new muzzle was fully stretched out, and my eyes were all stretched to the side.  My new nose finished up its repositioning and turned brown at the end of the muzzle; my cheeks bulged out on the side of my face, and sharpened into curved edges.  And something was happening at the back of my head. . .
As the fur spread up my cheeks, I reached behind me and felt the top of my head.  I found two fluffy, pointy objects forming there!  They were some sort of spines, and they were growing very, very fast.  As I touched them, I felt them rapidly increasing in size, feeling every inch of growth, until they were half as big as my face.  The was one in front, nearer to my head, and another behind it, and I noticed that the one behind was smaller than the one in front.
I felt the fur from my spines spreading, and they transformed my hair, turning it into more fur and sharpening the ends.  Looking at my new muzzle, I could see the fur was orange, though the fur sprouting from my chest and growing on my neck and cheeks was more yellow than orange.  Two black spots marked themselves on each of my cheeks, pointing toward the back of my neck.
/Wait a minute. . ./ As I thought, scratching my furry chin, something began to grown around my neck.  /Spines at the back of my head, long, fox-like muzzle, /and/ orange and yellow fur?  Am I changing into a Floatzel?/
/THWOOMP!/  As I realized this, something long and yellow puffed up around my neck, some kind of rubber floatation device—so I /was/ turning into a Floatzel!  As it popped in, it stretched out my jacket and ripped up the neckline, and I knew the whole coat would be torn apart soon, at this rate. . .
Right on time, the muscles on my chest reached critical mass, and with a loud /riiiip/, the top of my shirt was torn apart, revealing my huge, bulging abs.  I smiled upon seeing my new muscles, and the yellow inflatable around my neck grew even more, ripping the jacket further and further.  The teardrop amulet rested itself on top of my new muscles, and I smiled, knowing it was going to transform me further.
And then, it did.  I felt something poking behind me, prodding me above my butt.  /What’s going on?/ I wondered, confused at first.  But I know everything there is to know about Floatzels, after all, and I soon realized: my two tails were starting to form!
They came out quite slowly at first.  A small, furry bump began growing behind me, making its presence known underneath my pants.  Then it grew faster, and became a good-sized bulge, increasing in size rapidly.  Soon, it was a couple inches long, and it prodded against the fabric, threatening to tear it.  Finally, the pressure was too much, and it threw itself out of my pants, ripping a hole right through.  I smiled with delight and looked behind me as my pants ripped, getting a good look at my two beautiful tails: they were orange-colored, with yellow at the ends.  
I practiced moving them up and down, loving the feeling of wagging them, and as I did, my jacket was still ripping.  My body was also growing quite a bit larger than it had originally been—something I had barely noticed among all the chaos, but I was now starting to understand and experience the results of this change.  My jacket didn’t even reach my waistline anymore, but stopped a few inches above it.  I was getting bigger—and fast.
And then, my feet decided to join the fun.  First, I felt my toes rippling and shifting, both feet starting to change inside of my sneakers.  To my surprise, my toes were merging together, the skin knitting between my second and third toes, and my fourth and fifth toes.  Slowly they came together, and the gaps between them became smaller and smaller, until any holes were completely gone.  When it was complete, I had not five toes, but three on each foot.  And there was something growing at the ends, too. . .
Fur came onto my foot, first sprouting from the hairs on my toes, then spreading to the skin.  It started at my toes, and even my nails weren’t safe from transformation: I felt them merging and shifting with the skin, until they were completely gone.  Then, fur grew over them, transforming the area completely.  When my toes were completely fur-covered, it spread to the rest of my foot, crawling up the bridge and going around my ankle, until it was finally complete.
Then my foot began to grow.  It was a strange experience to be standing and have your foot growing, but thankfully, it started from the bottom.  It honestly felt like I was slowly growing a pair of platform shoes, as my feet expanded in size, growing bit by bit until they were pressing right against the inside of my shoes.  My toes were even a bit ahead of the game—my new claws poked outside of my sneakers, and both of my feet were begging to be released.  I knew my shoes couldn’t contain them for very much longer, and soon enough, my new feet ripped right through them, completely destroying the fabric and tearing it to shreds.  First the toes crashed through the front of my sneakers; then, the bridge of my foot grew enough to rip through the entire thing; then my ankle ripped through the back, completing my shoes’ total annihilation.   I shook of the remains of my shoes, and looked down at my new feet in awe: they were big and orange, with those wonderful claws at the ends of my six toes, and they were just as muscular as the rest of me.  Not to mention, they were only growing larger.
Actually, /all/ of me was only growing larger.  I noticed that not only was I increasing in height, my muscles were increasing as well.  They moved from my chest to my arms and legs, making all of my limbs bulge outward.  More and more muscles rippled around me, forming inside me, and my body was growing to fit them all.  I became tall and ripped, and when my height stopped, the muscles kept going, making my chest and arms especially bulbous. Even my tails were growing, swelling in size and becoming fully formed, as was the yellow rubber thing around my neck.
I smiled, and flexed my new muscles, showing them off. As I did so, they increased in size again, and that was enough for my jacket to get ripped apart completely.  The muscles on my legs grew to match, increasing more and more, making me more and more ripped.  And then, my pants couldn’t take the pressure anymore.  As they grew, the bottom of my pants ripped off, but the top remained covering me, thankfully.
The growth slid to a stop, and just like that, it was complete.  My new body was all here.
I was a huge Floatzel, big and beautiful, with a wonderful furry body and huge, rippling muscles.  My clawed footpaws felt good against the soild ground, and my two lovely tails felt amazing to move.  And it was all thanks to the teardrop amulet.
I struck a pose, and turned back to the convention.  The person at the booth was right: my “costume” was much improved.  And now that I had a better “costume”, it was time to hit the floor.