Ms. Sept 2nd 2022: Pride Rangers: I leave for TWO MONTHS-!

Trigger #093: Zoe-Don and the Pride Rangers (Updated)

Organization Class: A group of resistance fighters founded by Zoe-Don, an alien refugee from a sex-positive planet that was destroyed by the Galactic Oligarchy of Prudes. She recruits “twenty-something’s with attitude” as Pride Rangers and grants them kink based powers in order to fight the Prude threat.

Transformation Type: TG, Exhibition.

Threat Level: Benevolent. Protects the planet from extraterrestrial threats to our sexual expression

Subjects: Freddy Martinez (N/Enby), formerly known as Fred Martinez (M), 21.

From the private video diary of Freddy Martinez, the Wolf Ranger, the second Pride Ranger recruited by Zoe-Don.

Alright. Okay. Let me start from the beginning, then.

Hi, I'm Freddy. I'm a... boy? Girl? I dunno, I feel like a little bit of both, personally. I guess I'd call myself a "they." I'm a they, now. Yeah, that feels right.

I'm a Junior at Sala City U. I used to be on the football team, backup QB, but I spent two months in our Paris campus abroad, and when I got back, the football team was gone! I asked around, and they said Coach Bingham and the rest of the team had either been turned into girls or just outright quit! And now the Football field was gonna be demolished and replaced with a pool?!

I knew Sala City was weird, but I never thought it was THAT weird.

That night, I put on my uniform and went to the field one last time, just to, I dunno, say goodbye, I guess?

I wasn't gonna miss the brain trauma, but I sure as hell was gonna miss the thrill of the game. Pushing my body to it's limits. The sweet victory of that perfect pass, that rush of endorphins after a touchdown, the roar of the crowd. Man. Seeing that empty stadium so quiet under the floodlights almost broke my heart.

And then IT showed up.

It looked like H.P. Lovecraft had spent a little too much time on the internet. This wriggling, writhing mass of slimy pink tendrils slithered over the stands and came right for me.

Before I could even blink, someone was carrying me out of the way.

Her outfit was... bold, to say the least. She looked like she'd just come out of a furry convention. A pink, scantily clad cat girl covered in goddamn bondage gear. She was skinnier than a twig, but somehow was able to carry me like I weighed nothing! She left me on the stands and told me to get to safety. I think I was still too shocked to move, so I just watched when she jumped towards the thing and started fighting it with her... chakrams? Cock-rings? Cock-rams? Whatever.

She was leaping through the air like some kind of olympic gymnast. And for a minute, it looked like she had everything under control.

But then the thing managed to get a hold of her legs. Then her arms. Then it started to try and rip her into two cat-shaped pieces.

I was moving before I even knew what I was doing. I couldn't just let her die!

I tackled that thing with everything I had. Coach would have been proud.

The catgirl managed to get free. She looked at me for a couple of seconds, then reached into her pocket and pulled out this gold belt buckle looking thing. Said to hold it out in front of me and say, "Wolf."

I didn't have a lot of time to question it. Mr. Lovecraft was pissed, and slithering right for us. I pushed the buckle towards it and screamed at the top of my lungs.

"WOLF!"

It felt like I was struck by lighting. There was a bright flash, and then I suddenly felt full of energy. Unstoppable. Invincible.

My uniform started shifting, hardening like iron in some places, and sticking to my skin like spandex in others. But it wasn't just the suit getting tighter. Parts of my body were rising to meet the armor, puffing out like dough baking in the oven. Muscle and fat and bone rearranging. It wasn't until I felt the jiggling on my chest that I realized they were TITS. They were HUGE, too, even bigger than my ex girlfriend's! My face felt smoother, softer, more angular, and a whole curtain of hair exploded out of my head! I was worried I was about to lose my "little Fred" too, but to my surprise it just got bigger! It pushed right up against the cod piece of my armor, and I almost thought it was gonna pop it right off!

My helmet wrapped around my head just in time to catch a swipe from a tentacle. I could see my reflection in the slime for a few seconds as it slithered around me. I looked like some kind of badass warrior princess!

As the tentacles started wrapping around my chest, pinning my arms down and squeezing my tits to death, I could feel my fingers wrap around the handle of something long and hard. I squeezed, and there was another flash of light!

And then, well, uh...

It was like holding a toy lightsaber, except it was, um... 

Let's just say it had a VERY interesting shape...

There was a wolf on the pommel, and I almost dropped the weapon when she started talking to me!

"Hello new wielder! I'm Sada, the Sacred Blade! Are you going to take me out on the town tonight? I'm just ACHING for you to show me a good time~!"

She kept spouting sexual innuendos and making sex sounds as I desperately batted tentacle after tentacle away from my face.

Mr. Lovecraft got a few good hits in, and despite having more armor than Pink, I took more damage. As I fought my way through, swipe after swipe, it managed to take off my helmet, my breastplate, and my cod piece. I should have been more scared, more humiliated about losing so much clothing, but there was something... thrilling about my skin being exposed to the night air. Being brushed by the slimy tentacles as they whipped at me. Imagining the stands filled with blood thirsty fans, cheering as more and more of my body was revealed to them, my clothes ripped off like gift wrapping around a birthday present...

Oh God, I'm an exhibitionist, aren't it...?

*Sigh* In any case, Pink and I finally managed to get the killing blow on it. I drove Saba right into, at least what I THINK was its mouth, and I dragged it yard by yard, all the way down to the end zone before impaling the overgrown octopus on the goalpost like a ball of takoyaki.

TOUCHDOWN.

Exhausted, drenched and dripping with sweat, I fell face first into the field. I'll tell you something, pushing your bare breasts up against fresh cut grass is a hell of a feeling. So soft and ticklish. Mmmm... Uh, anyway...

Pink limped upfield and plopped herself right beside me. We spent a few minutes just laying there, catching our breath, before we started laughing our asses off.

"God, I can't tell you how happy I am I don't have to do this alone anymore..." she said.

So, uh, yeah, that's how I met Randi, and how I joined the, what'd she call it again? The "Astronomy Club?" Yeah, that was it.

She's pretty cute, Randi. All nerdy, geeking out about aliens and stuff. I'm pretty cute  too now. Updating my paperwork was easy thanks to a friend of Randi's, but buying new clothes was a huge pain. It was tough finding a good sports bra in my size, if they weren't so heavy I wouldn't even bother wearing one. All of Randi's girl clothes were too frilly, and all of my old guy clothes were too big, so I settled for something right in the middle.

Do I miss football? Sure I do. But at least I've got a new "sport" to keep me occupied in the meantime. Besides, maybe I'll go ahead and try out for Coach's new Swim Team, just for old time's sake.

This is Blue Ranger Freddy signing off!

*Click*

From the desk of

Mira Alcott

Head-Mistress of Transformations

(Special thanks to Star Journeyman for the suggestion, to my Test Readers, and to all of you for your support!)