TftW: Monstrumposity.
TftW: Monstrumposity.
Trump-Monster TF/Curse theme
NOTE:
This continues satire and is inspired by an RP I am doing with BrandonKong, as such nothing in this story is meant to be philosophical or even meaningful apart from the overall theme and it's all in good fun, please save complaints for something more serious.
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The tale of man vs monster and the dual nature of it is timeless and very fascinating, especially in some cases like Jekyll and Hyde. This was no exception, as this was equally as fascinating as those tales. Nathan was a monsterologist and as such he studied monsters in addition to fighting bad monsters and putting them to justice, some times though he got more than he bargained for and in this case, it was a particularly dangerous situation he honestly wasn't expecting.
It started with a monster slaying expedition, he had one goal in mind...go after the Monstrump species and capture their leader, and get a reward for it. He knew that Monstrumps were the most valuable of all monster species due to the fact they were a race of Trump based monsters or monster versions of Trump and were a dangerous and most wanted species. Of course what he didn't expect from this was that he wasn't likely to win this battle but he desperately wanted to put an end to Giant Trump's reign of terror no matter what, he was determined to defeat him.
He ran through the main hunting area and over into a nearby cave for shelter, and that's when he saw what was inside this particular cave, tons of treasures and mystical items and what appeared to be a shrine to a being known as the Great Orange One, which to him was instantly recognizable, it was a shrine to Giant Trump. Luckily the tangerine skinned giant was asleep so all he had to was take down the followers and weaker Monstrumps, which he did using a knock-out spell. He crept his way around as he used his magic to fuse stalactites together, making them come down and form into a giant cage to keep him in as he used a spell to weaken him in order to make him easier to capture, as he read the tome which explained the origins of the slumbering goldfish faced behemoth. He got a little bit closer as he brought the cage closer to him.
"Phew...that was easier than I thought. Looks like ol Trumpty isn't going to be doing much."
To him, this all seemed like a breeze and he knew that he was going to make it out and get rewarded for his hard work - but just as he was about to go back over to the entrance, he tried to open it up but the entrance sealed shut in a supernatural manner as a glowing circle appeared on the ground, without warning he began to levitate in mid air as dark supernatural energy jolted through him, sending him flying over to the left of the cage - which woke up Trump. Trump yawned and then looked at him as he recovered from the impact.
"I wouldn't say that if I were you.."
"Huh?"
"Heh heh...hello there."
"Trumpty!"
"Yes, it's me..."
"Finally i've got you and am going to put your reign of terror to an end."
"You seem very confident that you are going to win this.."
"Yeah of course I am...why wouldn't I?"
"Oh you'll see..."
"Don't you try any funny stuff, Tangerine Scream."
"Heh...now why would I do that? You have my curse now."
"Don't you realize that I had come all this way to slay you and bring an end to your rein of terror? You are the rarest and most dangerous monster of all and there is an extremely high price on you."
"So is my ape friend Alakonra and you were thinking about slaying him too."
"Because that's my job..."
"Well no matter...you've got my curse."
"You mean the curse I read about on the tome?"
"Yes...that's the curse you have as a result of trying to mess with me. Don't you know that if you try to defeat me or even disturb me you will suffer from this curse? And now you are going to
find out what exactly this curse is..."
"You don't intimidate me, Trumpty. I know your game. Besides, there's no way this curse is even going to affect me at all. You're just trying to frighten me with your tough talk but the truth is i'm not scared, not one bit. You don't frighten me."
"Oh we shall see about that."
"Anyway, the tome states that the curse will not take effect just yet and that the curse will come into play when the planets are aligned and the moon is orange. So...yeah, nice try frightening me and all."
"Which should be right about now..."
"Aaaaw man..."
"Yes.."
Nathan groaned as the planets all aligned and the moon turned from white to an orange color, he groaned with intense agony as he was suddenly struck with a hunger from within, he suddenly felt incredibly hungry, thinking quickly he reached over and grabbed some snacks from his adventurer's kit, eating a few of them, but not even those were able to satisfy him, his stomach growled and gurgled several times. He tried to cover his eyes but Trumpty forced him to look up at it.
"Ugh...so...so hungry.. I feel so hungry.."
"That will be my appetite you are developing.."
"No...no...no."
"Oh yes, oh yes..."
Deep within, his aggression slowly building up as was his hunger, as Trump put his hand on his shoulders. He snarled at him a few times before calming down, he was starting to get increasingly more furious and he couldn't bear the thought of losing the battle against not only his greatest enemy but also becoming like him.
"NO! GET YOUR FILTHY TANGERINE SKINNED HANDS OFF ME!"
"Yes my child...let that anger of yours grow."
He growled and snarled at him a few times as he felt his aggression build up along with his hunger, he was determined to put an end to him no matter what, furthermore he felt like he really wanted to teach him a lesson. And that lesson was going to be a painful one indeed. Of course he knew that there was one spell he could cast to prevent himself from becoming full on like him, and he got ready to cast it but he found that his powers were slightly weaker in the magic department.
"No...I will not let you get to me, I am not like you..."
"Oh but my child, you and I are one and the same. We're so very similar to each-other, don't you know? We are both similar in a LOT of ways, so very similar, in a big way. We are very much cut from the same cloth which is a very very large one. Believe me."
"No, we're not..ugh...ugh.."
The hunger from before was making it difficult for him to think straight as the fury continued to build up from inside him, making him just get even more furious as he began to feel pressure building up in his leather adventurer pants, this was due to his legs slowly stretching and contorting with a loud crunch, broadening as a few buttons began to pop off the front of the trousers as his rear slowly began to puff out a bit, with a loud tearing sound his trousers tore apart while his boots lowered down and became black work/office shoes, the lower half of a business suit growing over the remains of his ripped trousers.
Naturally he was horrified by this but yet oddly bizarrely fascinated, he tried resisting but the more he tried, the more the changes began messing with him on the inside, he looked on in horror and revulsion at his changing form, gasping after discovering his lower-half looking exactly like Trump's. A belt snaking itself around his waist as he panted.
"There's no escaping fate."
"No...nooo...I WILL NOT LET THIS HAPPEN!"
"Look at you, your change is already happening.."
He panicked and panted several times as a new mindset started to manifest itself in his mind, making it difficult for him to think of anything other his transformation and about how it disgusted him that this was happening, still focused on trying to stop him but now having to do battle with this new mindset - a mindset that wasn't his own. This mindset definitely wasn't his and that's what he hated about this.
"Aaaargh! As long as I still am mostly me, mark my words I will have YOUR tangerine skinned hide in my study, you are simply grotesque, you're cruel, monstrous, insane and I will NOT LET YOU DO THIS TO ME!"
"Oh, but look...it's already affecting you."
"I will NOT let myself be like you."
Trump seemed to be egging on his changes, trying to get him to give in to them but he was determined not to listen to him. He grunted and snarled a few times as he lunged towards him, snarling as he did so, his strength increasing to inhuman levels as his anger and hunger continuously built up from within, making him even more aggressive than before. He growled a few times as he attacked him, his chest and torso started to bulge as they expanded and broadened, his stomach inflating in a similar manner as his shirt and jacket strained against his growing bulk.
"Oh it's far too late, my friend but the curse it's taking its toll on you once this is done you'll never want to slay any monsters, in fact you'll be thinking a LOT differently as well. And you won't be needing any of your magic either."
"Oh no, no no... this may be your curse, but this isn't my fault. THIS IS YOUR FAULT! IF YOU WEREN'T SUCH A VILE REPULSIVE IDIOTIC CREATURE I WOULD HAVE HAD TO TRACK YOU DOWN! I HATE YOU SO
MUCH RIGHT NOW!"
He snarled several times as he tried to morph back into his normal form, but he couldn't due to Trumpnstuff's aura fusing with his own and his DNA in general messing and clashing with his shapeshifting abilities, he grunted in agony as his right arm slowly began to expand and broaden, his hands broadening as well as his fingernails extended and sharpened, turning a vibrant yellow color which took on an aurenate sheen. His shirt and jacket were trying their hardest to stay on despite his growing build. He tried to resist but he couldn't, he was slowly beginning to lose this battle.
"Oh yes, look at you, you're getting so big.."
"No...no..."
With a loud crack his back expanded and broadened as his right arm followed suit, his right hand even enlarging to match the left hand as his fingernails lengthened and became like the ones on his left, he growled several times as his shirt began to tear in several places, revealing pieces of the upperhalf of the buisness suit slowly growing underneath on it, he clutched his stomach as the gurgles from before became louder.
His appetite was increasing even more as he desperately tried to resist the hunger, which was
building up to Horror Hunger levels, he desperately searched for something to eat but it was no use, nothing could satisfy that hunger of his. But not the kind of hunger that made him want to eat humans or anything, more akin to bloodlust, he growled a few times as he struggled to keep himself from losing control.
"You seem quite famished."
"That's because I have your appetite and half of your build. Ugh...this is disgusting, I NEVER signed up for this. And I am NOT ever going to be like you in the slightest, I am NOT like you, I am a hero, you're a villain."
"Ah, see? We are just so similar that it is eerie."
He growled a few times as his shoulders broadened with a cracking sound, his shirt buttons popping off one by one as his shirt and jacket slowly tore open, allowing the rest of the upperhalf of the business suit to form underneath. He was about to cover it up when his skin started bubbling as it changed color, becoming a tanish color but not too orange, matching Trumpty's, starting with his hands.
"OH NO....NO...NO..NOT THIS!"
"Oh yes it's happening, and I hope you'll enjoy your new life. Oh wait, you will."
"Enjoy my new life? Enjoy my new life? But i'm becoming you, as i'm in turning into a monstrous size-changing giant-esque version of Donald Trump. I'm becoming my own arch enemy. What's to enjoy about that? Nothing."
A series of uncomfortable stretching sounds were heard, he growled as he elevated in height to 6'2 and looking down at his new body, he now weighed around 236lbs and he groaned due to find this particular body awkward and clumsy, he tried to use his half vampire powers to sprout his bat-like creature wings and fly away but right when he did so, he slowly lost the wings and fell onto the ground. He continuously tried to resist as he was getting increasingly more agressive and ravenous, yet all the way his newly developing mind-set making him think the changes were good.
"Don't worry you'll get used to it.."
"Ugh, no...I won't. I must stop this. This isn't right, but yet it kind of is..no, it's not. It's wrong, very wrong and I don't like it. Aaarrrgh...ugh...I must fight this...no I will not be like him, but it feels nice and i'm getting so powerful...no, power corrupts."
"Let it consume you."
His sense of smell heightened which meant he could now pick up any scent no matter how far away that scent was, as his inhuman strength built up and made him feel like he was getting a power boost of some kind. He snarled a few times as he tried attacking him again, his anger now almost fully charged as was his inhuman strength, he was disgusted with the process and he wanted to cure himself before it was too late, but it was already too late for him. Sandy blonde hairs slowly fusing with the brown ones in his hairline, lightening his hair and turning it from brown to platinum blonde as it fluffed up.
"I must not let this happen...I must not become like him, I must remain in control."
"I'm afraid you are out of luck. You may be putting a good fight there but ultimately, you are going to lose. No, no...do not fight it, just let yourself go and let it go. Let yourself be overtaken by my power and influence."
"Uhhh..noo...I can do this.."
He groaned a few times as his hair fluffed up a bit more, instinctively he began to style it and comb it over, not even remotely questioning it as the instincts of his new mindset began to influence him, making it even more difficult for him to think, this time complicating matters so that his human mind was slipping further and further away. The slightly tan or peach-tan skin color from before now reaching up to his face as his neckline altered, he groaned several additional times as this happened.
"You're really handsome now, you know that?"
"I don't know how to feel about this...I mean on one hand, inhuman strength and living forever seem like a winning combo, on the other hand..giant monstrous ravenous Trump monster. I don't really know what my friends would think if they saw this, if I even have them...I know that I probably do have them and they are human but still...are they really my friends? Or are they just my enemies?"
"Try to think about your friends, you know that one of them is Alakonra."
All of these questions were burning through his brain as traces of his regular old human self slowly began to fade away, he was having trouble remembering what his so called friends were like but he remembered Alakonra, that wise and powerful anthro gorilla with psychic powers who was a dear ally of his.
"Most of my friends are human...and yet...I don't seem to be human....what am I? I know Alakonra is my friend, and he is a fellow monster...does that make me a monster? Am I a monster as well? Does that make me one?"
"Yes it does make you a monster, now relax and enjoy it."
His brow thickened and became more pronounced as the hairs on his eyebrows all blonded, making his eyebrows bush up and turn blonde to go with his hair, his eyes turning from their regular brown color to icy blue and widening a bit. Pieces of his human mind sleeping away even further as the new mind took over and influenced him a bit more in the process, he couldn't resist any longer and his resistance slowly faded into the proverbial darkness, leaving only the developing mindset of what or who he was becoming.
"Yes...I am a good monster, a good monster...I am monstrous...but I like it."
"Yes you are, and I'm very proud of you my boy."
He let out a few instinctive growls as his mouth widened and contorted, his cheekbones sharpening as his jawline broadened, as his resistance faded completely and he started letting go, allowing the change to influence him and increase the effects it had on him, making him feel like he was becoming more powerful. His lips becoming a bit fuller as his expression curled itself into a pseudo-snarl, his nose altering in shape as his facial features morphed and reshaping themselves until he resembled Trump, albeit specifically 90's or 2000's era Trump but still Trumpish. His human memories slowly disappeared, leaving more room for his altering mindset.
"Oh mmmm.."
"How do you feel?"
"Fierce...powerful even...and very good, great...great.."
His voice slowly began to deepen and roughen, altering in pitch and tone, to become quite fierce and authoritative as he developed a New York accent, altering further until half way it sounded like he was impersonating Trump himself. He didn't mind this though, he thought he always had that tone and voice. He thought that he sounded regal, and every bit as regal as the original, who he now viewed as more of a boss or father figure than an enemy to be slain in any way.
"Ah, there we go. Now you're better."
"Uhhh..yeah, definitely...still there's something missing."
He chuckled a few times as his voice altered a bit more, making him sound a lot more Trumpish but with a booming echo to it which he could use to sound more menacing if required to, a long red necktie wrapped around his neckline and elongated, growing down to his stomach. His last bunch of human memories slowly disappearing with the rest of them as he remembered being like his new 'boss/father figure' and being a fellow Monstrump (Trump monster) and residing in the modern fairy tale city and also in the cave the two of them were in at the moment.
"Now you look perfect.."
"You really think so?"
"Of course I do.."
His human name...if he had one, was also now completely gone as he remembered like his new father-figure he was called G. Donald .J Trump, his human memories gone completely as he stretched, allowing the strength and fury and his new persona to take over him, the human known as Nathan was no more, there was now a Monstrump with the same persona, powers and attributes as Trump himself but of course he was a slightly weaker and younger looking variant due to his agelessness being a part of it.
"Woah...look at me, I am just like you now."
"There you go. I knew I could make something out of you. That should mean the process is done and you are now officially just like me, a Trump monster, a Monstrump. And that means you are ready to give your new powers a test-drive."
"Wow...what a rush. I love this now.."
"I'm glad you do."
"Exactly, now i believe Alakonra is waiting outside this cave."
"Great..but one question. How do we get out?"
"Follow me.."
"Alright..."
The newly transformed Monstrump followed Giant Trump over to the entrance of the cage, he wondered for a few seconds on how they could get the entrance to open, he shrugged and scratched his chin, trying to think of some ideas. He then raised an eyebrow before giving a curious look.
"Are you ready to know?"
"Yeah, I was. So...how do we do this?"
"Watch..."
Trump concentrated and used his inhuman strength to form an opening on the wall near the entrance as his new apprentice watched him, picking up a few things along the way and using his own strength to help him. The two of them punched a hole through the opening and through the entrance of the cave, opening it up and allowing the two of them to get out, the two of them now ready to meet up with Alakonra.
And so with that the two of them walked over to where Alakonra was, the mighty but highly intelligent anthro gorilla greeted them as they made their way over to him, he was glad to see his friend/frequent ally Giant Trump back, and he was even more pleased to see that he had acquired a new apprentice to take after him and share his gift. The two spent the rest of the night bonding together as monster friends.
As for our newly transformed Monstrump friend, he found that the greatest prize of all wasn't any sort of cash prize at all but rather it was gaining experience and strength and being with fellow monsters, and as for what happened to him later - he decided to spend more time as his new Monstrump form, his mind fully made up in the process. True, he was huge and powerful and fierce but he wasn't evil.
Remember my friends, monster hunting can be fun but also remember that it can indeed be dangerous and some times it can give you more than you bargained for, and that may include becoming the same species if not the very same creature that you've been hunting for all these years.
Trump-Monster TF/Curse theme
NOTE:
This continues satire and is inspired by an RP I am doing with BrandonKong, as such nothing in this story is meant to be philosophical or even meaningful apart from the overall theme and it's all in good fun, please save complaints for something more serious.
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The tale of man vs monster and the dual nature of it is timeless and very fascinating, especially in some cases like Jekyll and Hyde. This was no exception, as this was equally as fascinating as those tales. Nathan was a monsterologist and as such he studied monsters in addition to fighting bad monsters and putting them to justice, some times though he got more than he bargained for and in this case, it was a particularly dangerous situation he honestly wasn't expecting.
It started with a monster slaying expedition, he had one goal in mind...go after the Monstrump species and capture their leader, and get a reward for it. He knew that Monstrumps were the most valuable of all monster species due to the fact they were a race of Trump based monsters or monster versions of Trump and were a dangerous and most wanted species. Of course what he didn't expect from this was that he wasn't likely to win this battle but he desperately wanted to put an end to Giant Trump's reign of terror no matter what, he was determined to defeat him.
He ran through the main hunting area and over into a nearby cave for shelter, and that's when he saw what was inside this particular cave, tons of treasures and mystical items and what appeared to be a shrine to a being known as the Great Orange One, which to him was instantly recognizable, it was a shrine to Giant Trump. Luckily the tangerine skinned giant was asleep so all he had to was take down the followers and weaker Monstrumps, which he did using a knock-out spell. He crept his way around as he used his magic to fuse stalactites together, making them come down and form into a giant cage to keep him in as he used a spell to weaken him in order to make him easier to capture, as he read the tome which explained the origins of the slumbering goldfish faced behemoth. He got a little bit closer as he brought the cage closer to him.
"Phew...that was easier than I thought. Looks like ol Trumpty isn't going to be doing much."
To him, this all seemed like a breeze and he knew that he was going to make it out and get rewarded for his hard work - but just as he was about to go back over to the entrance, he tried to open it up but the entrance sealed shut in a supernatural manner as a glowing circle appeared on the ground, without warning he began to levitate in mid air as dark supernatural energy jolted through him, sending him flying over to the left of the cage - which woke up Trump. Trump yawned and then looked at him as he recovered from the impact.
"I wouldn't say that if I were you.."
"Huh?"
"Heh heh...hello there."
"Trumpty!"
"Yes, it's me..."
"Finally i've got you and am going to put your reign of terror to an end."
"You seem very confident that you are going to win this.."
"Yeah of course I am...why wouldn't I?"
"Oh you'll see..."
"Don't you try any funny stuff, Tangerine Scream."
"Heh...now why would I do that? You have my curse now."
"Don't you realize that I had come all this way to slay you and bring an end to your rein of terror? You are the rarest and most dangerous monster of all and there is an extremely high price on you."
"So is my ape friend Alakonra and you were thinking about slaying him too."
"Because that's my job..."
"Well no matter...you've got my curse."
"You mean the curse I read about on the tome?"
"Yes...that's the curse you have as a result of trying to mess with me. Don't you know that if you try to defeat me or even disturb me you will suffer from this curse? And now you are going to
find out what exactly this curse is..."
"You don't intimidate me, Trumpty. I know your game. Besides, there's no way this curse is even going to affect me at all. You're just trying to frighten me with your tough talk but the truth is i'm not scared, not one bit. You don't frighten me."
"Oh we shall see about that."
"Anyway, the tome states that the curse will not take effect just yet and that the curse will come into play when the planets are aligned and the moon is orange. So...yeah, nice try frightening me and all."
"Which should be right about now..."
"Aaaaw man..."
"Yes.."
Nathan groaned as the planets all aligned and the moon turned from white to an orange color, he groaned with intense agony as he was suddenly struck with a hunger from within, he suddenly felt incredibly hungry, thinking quickly he reached over and grabbed some snacks from his adventurer's kit, eating a few of them, but not even those were able to satisfy him, his stomach growled and gurgled several times. He tried to cover his eyes but Trumpty forced him to look up at it.
"Ugh...so...so hungry.. I feel so hungry.."
"That will be my appetite you are developing.."
"No...no...no."
"Oh yes, oh yes..."
Deep within, his aggression slowly building up as was his hunger, as Trump put his hand on his shoulders. He snarled at him a few times before calming down, he was starting to get increasingly more furious and he couldn't bear the thought of losing the battle against not only his greatest enemy but also becoming like him.
"NO! GET YOUR FILTHY TANGERINE SKINNED HANDS OFF ME!"
"Yes my child...let that anger of yours grow."
He growled and snarled at him a few times as he felt his aggression build up along with his hunger, he was determined to put an end to him no matter what, furthermore he felt like he really wanted to teach him a lesson. And that lesson was going to be a painful one indeed. Of course he knew that there was one spell he could cast to prevent himself from becoming full on like him, and he got ready to cast it but he found that his powers were slightly weaker in the magic department.
"No...I will not let you get to me, I am not like you..."
"Oh but my child, you and I are one and the same. We're so very similar to each-other, don't you know? We are both similar in a LOT of ways, so very similar, in a big way. We are very much cut from the same cloth which is a very very large one. Believe me."
"No, we're not..ugh...ugh.."
The hunger from before was making it difficult for him to think straight as the fury continued to build up from inside him, making him just get even more furious as he began to feel pressure building up in his leather adventurer pants, this was due to his legs slowly stretching and contorting with a loud crunch, broadening as a few buttons began to pop off the front of the trousers as his rear slowly began to puff out a bit, with a loud tearing sound his trousers tore apart while his boots lowered down and became black work/office shoes, the lower half of a business suit growing over the remains of his ripped trousers.
Naturally he was horrified by this but yet oddly bizarrely fascinated, he tried resisting but the more he tried, the more the changes began messing with him on the inside, he looked on in horror and revulsion at his changing form, gasping after discovering his lower-half looking exactly like Trump's. A belt snaking itself around his waist as he panted.
"There's no escaping fate."
"No...nooo...I WILL NOT LET THIS HAPPEN!"
"Look at you, your change is already happening.."
He panicked and panted several times as a new mindset started to manifest itself in his mind, making it difficult for him to think of anything other his transformation and about how it disgusted him that this was happening, still focused on trying to stop him but now having to do battle with this new mindset - a mindset that wasn't his own. This mindset definitely wasn't his and that's what he hated about this.
"Aaaargh! As long as I still am mostly me, mark my words I will have YOUR tangerine skinned hide in my study, you are simply grotesque, you're cruel, monstrous, insane and I will NOT LET YOU DO THIS TO ME!"
"Oh, but look...it's already affecting you."
"I will NOT let myself be like you."
Trump seemed to be egging on his changes, trying to get him to give in to them but he was determined not to listen to him. He grunted and snarled a few times as he lunged towards him, snarling as he did so, his strength increasing to inhuman levels as his anger and hunger continuously built up from within, making him even more aggressive than before. He growled a few times as he attacked him, his chest and torso started to bulge as they expanded and broadened, his stomach inflating in a similar manner as his shirt and jacket strained against his growing bulk.
"Oh it's far too late, my friend but the curse it's taking its toll on you once this is done you'll never want to slay any monsters, in fact you'll be thinking a LOT differently as well. And you won't be needing any of your magic either."
"Oh no, no no... this may be your curse, but this isn't my fault. THIS IS YOUR FAULT! IF YOU WEREN'T SUCH A VILE REPULSIVE IDIOTIC CREATURE I WOULD HAVE HAD TO TRACK YOU DOWN! I HATE YOU SO
MUCH RIGHT NOW!"
He snarled several times as he tried to morph back into his normal form, but he couldn't due to Trumpnstuff's aura fusing with his own and his DNA in general messing and clashing with his shapeshifting abilities, he grunted in agony as his right arm slowly began to expand and broaden, his hands broadening as well as his fingernails extended and sharpened, turning a vibrant yellow color which took on an aurenate sheen. His shirt and jacket were trying their hardest to stay on despite his growing build. He tried to resist but he couldn't, he was slowly beginning to lose this battle.
"Oh yes, look at you, you're getting so big.."
"No...no..."
With a loud crack his back expanded and broadened as his right arm followed suit, his right hand even enlarging to match the left hand as his fingernails lengthened and became like the ones on his left, he growled several times as his shirt began to tear in several places, revealing pieces of the upperhalf of the buisness suit slowly growing underneath on it, he clutched his stomach as the gurgles from before became louder.
His appetite was increasing even more as he desperately tried to resist the hunger, which was
building up to Horror Hunger levels, he desperately searched for something to eat but it was no use, nothing could satisfy that hunger of his. But not the kind of hunger that made him want to eat humans or anything, more akin to bloodlust, he growled a few times as he struggled to keep himself from losing control.
"You seem quite famished."
"That's because I have your appetite and half of your build. Ugh...this is disgusting, I NEVER signed up for this. And I am NOT ever going to be like you in the slightest, I am NOT like you, I am a hero, you're a villain."
"Ah, see? We are just so similar that it is eerie."
He growled a few times as his shoulders broadened with a cracking sound, his shirt buttons popping off one by one as his shirt and jacket slowly tore open, allowing the rest of the upperhalf of the business suit to form underneath. He was about to cover it up when his skin started bubbling as it changed color, becoming a tanish color but not too orange, matching Trumpty's, starting with his hands.
"OH NO....NO...NO..NOT THIS!"
"Oh yes it's happening, and I hope you'll enjoy your new life. Oh wait, you will."
"Enjoy my new life? Enjoy my new life? But i'm becoming you, as i'm in turning into a monstrous size-changing giant-esque version of Donald Trump. I'm becoming my own arch enemy. What's to enjoy about that? Nothing."
A series of uncomfortable stretching sounds were heard, he growled as he elevated in height to 6'2 and looking down at his new body, he now weighed around 236lbs and he groaned due to find this particular body awkward and clumsy, he tried to use his half vampire powers to sprout his bat-like creature wings and fly away but right when he did so, he slowly lost the wings and fell onto the ground. He continuously tried to resist as he was getting increasingly more agressive and ravenous, yet all the way his newly developing mind-set making him think the changes were good.
"Don't worry you'll get used to it.."
"Ugh, no...I won't. I must stop this. This isn't right, but yet it kind of is..no, it's not. It's wrong, very wrong and I don't like it. Aaarrrgh...ugh...I must fight this...no I will not be like him, but it feels nice and i'm getting so powerful...no, power corrupts."
"Let it consume you."
His sense of smell heightened which meant he could now pick up any scent no matter how far away that scent was, as his inhuman strength built up and made him feel like he was getting a power boost of some kind. He snarled a few times as he tried attacking him again, his anger now almost fully charged as was his inhuman strength, he was disgusted with the process and he wanted to cure himself before it was too late, but it was already too late for him. Sandy blonde hairs slowly fusing with the brown ones in his hairline, lightening his hair and turning it from brown to platinum blonde as it fluffed up.
"I must not let this happen...I must not become like him, I must remain in control."
"I'm afraid you are out of luck. You may be putting a good fight there but ultimately, you are going to lose. No, no...do not fight it, just let yourself go and let it go. Let yourself be overtaken by my power and influence."
"Uhhh..noo...I can do this.."
He groaned a few times as his hair fluffed up a bit more, instinctively he began to style it and comb it over, not even remotely questioning it as the instincts of his new mindset began to influence him, making it even more difficult for him to think, this time complicating matters so that his human mind was slipping further and further away. The slightly tan or peach-tan skin color from before now reaching up to his face as his neckline altered, he groaned several additional times as this happened.
"You're really handsome now, you know that?"
"I don't know how to feel about this...I mean on one hand, inhuman strength and living forever seem like a winning combo, on the other hand..giant monstrous ravenous Trump monster. I don't really know what my friends would think if they saw this, if I even have them...I know that I probably do have them and they are human but still...are they really my friends? Or are they just my enemies?"
"Try to think about your friends, you know that one of them is Alakonra."
All of these questions were burning through his brain as traces of his regular old human self slowly began to fade away, he was having trouble remembering what his so called friends were like but he remembered Alakonra, that wise and powerful anthro gorilla with psychic powers who was a dear ally of his.
"Most of my friends are human...and yet...I don't seem to be human....what am I? I know Alakonra is my friend, and he is a fellow monster...does that make me a monster? Am I a monster as well? Does that make me one?"
"Yes it does make you a monster, now relax and enjoy it."
His brow thickened and became more pronounced as the hairs on his eyebrows all blonded, making his eyebrows bush up and turn blonde to go with his hair, his eyes turning from their regular brown color to icy blue and widening a bit. Pieces of his human mind sleeping away even further as the new mind took over and influenced him a bit more in the process, he couldn't resist any longer and his resistance slowly faded into the proverbial darkness, leaving only the developing mindset of what or who he was becoming.
"Yes...I am a good monster, a good monster...I am monstrous...but I like it."
"Yes you are, and I'm very proud of you my boy."
He let out a few instinctive growls as his mouth widened and contorted, his cheekbones sharpening as his jawline broadened, as his resistance faded completely and he started letting go, allowing the change to influence him and increase the effects it had on him, making him feel like he was becoming more powerful. His lips becoming a bit fuller as his expression curled itself into a pseudo-snarl, his nose altering in shape as his facial features morphed and reshaping themselves until he resembled Trump, albeit specifically 90's or 2000's era Trump but still Trumpish. His human memories slowly disappeared, leaving more room for his altering mindset.
"Oh mmmm.."
"How do you feel?"
"Fierce...powerful even...and very good, great...great.."
His voice slowly began to deepen and roughen, altering in pitch and tone, to become quite fierce and authoritative as he developed a New York accent, altering further until half way it sounded like he was impersonating Trump himself. He didn't mind this though, he thought he always had that tone and voice. He thought that he sounded regal, and every bit as regal as the original, who he now viewed as more of a boss or father figure than an enemy to be slain in any way.
"Ah, there we go. Now you're better."
"Uhhh..yeah, definitely...still there's something missing."
He chuckled a few times as his voice altered a bit more, making him sound a lot more Trumpish but with a booming echo to it which he could use to sound more menacing if required to, a long red necktie wrapped around his neckline and elongated, growing down to his stomach. His last bunch of human memories slowly disappearing with the rest of them as he remembered being like his new 'boss/father figure' and being a fellow Monstrump (Trump monster) and residing in the modern fairy tale city and also in the cave the two of them were in at the moment.
"Now you look perfect.."
"You really think so?"
"Of course I do.."
His human name...if he had one, was also now completely gone as he remembered like his new father-figure he was called G. Donald .J Trump, his human memories gone completely as he stretched, allowing the strength and fury and his new persona to take over him, the human known as Nathan was no more, there was now a Monstrump with the same persona, powers and attributes as Trump himself but of course he was a slightly weaker and younger looking variant due to his agelessness being a part of it.
"Woah...look at me, I am just like you now."
"There you go. I knew I could make something out of you. That should mean the process is done and you are now officially just like me, a Trump monster, a Monstrump. And that means you are ready to give your new powers a test-drive."
"Wow...what a rush. I love this now.."
"I'm glad you do."
"Exactly, now i believe Alakonra is waiting outside this cave."
"Great..but one question. How do we get out?"
"Follow me.."
"Alright..."
The newly transformed Monstrump followed Giant Trump over to the entrance of the cage, he wondered for a few seconds on how they could get the entrance to open, he shrugged and scratched his chin, trying to think of some ideas. He then raised an eyebrow before giving a curious look.
"Are you ready to know?"
"Yeah, I was. So...how do we do this?"
"Watch..."
Trump concentrated and used his inhuman strength to form an opening on the wall near the entrance as his new apprentice watched him, picking up a few things along the way and using his own strength to help him. The two of them punched a hole through the opening and through the entrance of the cave, opening it up and allowing the two of them to get out, the two of them now ready to meet up with Alakonra.
And so with that the two of them walked over to where Alakonra was, the mighty but highly intelligent anthro gorilla greeted them as they made their way over to him, he was glad to see his friend/frequent ally Giant Trump back, and he was even more pleased to see that he had acquired a new apprentice to take after him and share his gift. The two spent the rest of the night bonding together as monster friends.
As for our newly transformed Monstrump friend, he found that the greatest prize of all wasn't any sort of cash prize at all but rather it was gaining experience and strength and being with fellow monsters, and as for what happened to him later - he decided to spend more time as his new Monstrump form, his mind fully made up in the process. True, he was huge and powerful and fierce but he wasn't evil.
Remember my friends, monster hunting can be fun but also remember that it can indeed be dangerous and some times it can give you more than you bargained for, and that may include becoming the same species if not the very same creature that you've been hunting for all these years.
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