Chapter 8 Croc rum Tea

Story by Mrwriter007
Artwork by YourTreeflower07

Somewhere inside the kitchen area at Writer Family restaurant/dojo. Mascot, and Coco were sitting down on the kitchen table, and enjoy eating some homemade breakfast her father made for them. Mascot was eating a big stack of waffles with some Maple syrup on the side. Mascot always like her father homemade waffles, especially when he added in some chocolate chip inside of it. Coco on the other hand, was enjoying eating some fresh fish that was seasoned with spices, which make it extra hot. While both of them finish eating their breakfast, Mascot father Edison just stop by the kitchen table, bringing over a tray of stack of waffles, and fried fish he just made a moment ago.

Edison Writer: ello poppets! Who ready for another round of waffles, and fish.

Mascot: oh thanks dad, I was wondering when you was going to bring another round of waffles. Even Coco already excited to taste more of your homemade fish.

Coco: Coco wants fish in Coco tummy.

Edison Writer: *he laugh* easy there poppets, you know your father is always ready to serve yummy meals for my favorites, especially when my family that can easily eat several plates of food then an average family.

Mascot: *she place the empty plate on the side with three other plates she had earlier* can't really blame us for that part dad. We kinda got mom appetite in the first place.

Edison Writer: *he laugh* I already know that, it the reason why you're mother fell in love with me in the first place. *he place the plate of fish in front of Coco* There you go, a nice plate of

Before he could finish his sentence, Coco already grab the fish from the plate, and start eating it like a savage jungle girl. Mascot look at Coco, and remind her about table manners

Mascot: Coco what i said about your table manners.

Coco: *she pause and put the fish back on the plate* Coco sorry

Edison Writer: *he laugh* oh let her be, Thea. Coco is a growing Jungle girl, and she need all the fish she can eat. Isn't that right, Coco

Coco: *she nodded* Coco like the way you mad fishes.

Edison Writer: no problem poppet, enjoy your brekky.

Coco continues eating her fish, while Mascot continued enjoying another round of waffles. After a few minute, Mascot and Coco were able to finish up their breakfast. They left a mess of empty plates on the table, which a few crumbs of foods were left. Mascot was enjoy a cup coffee, knowing that she was stuff from eating the waffles. As for Coco, her stomach was so full, she lay on the couch, and take a nice long nap. Edison stop by to check on her girls, just to make sure they were doing ok.

Edison Writer: it seem like someone enjoy the nice breakfast i made.

Mascot: *she burp* you can say that again Dad. Thanks for inviting me, and Coco over for breakfast dad, those waffles you made really hit the spot.

Edison Writer: it was nothing at all, Thea. I'm just glad that you two were able to stop by to see your old man for a change.

Mascot: Oh come on dad, you know I'm always happy to see you, and mom. I'm just been a bit busy running the book shop is all.

Edison Writer: I know poppet, I was only teasing. But still, it nice to see you stop by Thea. I been hearing you had some trouble with my mother of mine, something to do with her potion experiments.

Mascot: you mean, granny Izzy using me as her personal genie pig, and testing out some of the transformation potion. I wouldn't called it troublesome, but it does get annoying that granny Izzy trick me by adding the potions in random drinks, without me knowing about it.

Edison Writer: *he laugh* that my mother alright, she does like to tease people by laying traps all over the place. I still remember one time that me, and my sisters nearly got caught by one of her crazy traps, after trying to steal cookies from the cookie jar.

Mascot: you talking about the cookie jar monster that she place a spell on it.

Edison Writer: indeed that the one. I do have to admit, I'm a little worried that my mother might be going a bit far with the transformation experiment you been dealing with.

Mascot: what do you mean about that Dad?

Edison Writer: I know you like to help her out the best you can, but I'm just worried that some of the transformation you dealing with, might cause some weird side effects later in the future.

Mascot: don't worry dad, Granny Izzy said that the potion transformation are safe. She mention that my body is sort of natural with all the transformation effects, do of the special heritage of a ancient civilization.

Edison Writer: true, but even that I still worried about you, and as your father I need you to promise to me of being extra careful.

Mascot: .... Sigh, alright dad, I Thea "mascot" Writer promise that I'll be extra careful with, Granny Izzy Potions.

Edison Writer: that all I wanted to hear. Now then, since you two are a bit full from breakfast, I guess I'll let you rest for an hour, before we can hangout together, and do something fun.

Mascot: that sound like a good plan dad. I would mind to taking a quick nap, after eating several plates of waffles I feel like my pants button might burst out.

Edison Writer: *he laugh* well poppet, you still have that healthy appetite of yours, especially in your teen years that you get extra excited for my yummy sandwiches i made for the family, and you eat the whole thing.

Mascot: *she blush* Dad! you promise you never bring that up again.

Edison Writer: *he laugh* sorry poppet, but your too easy to embarrass, just like your mother

Mascot face was a bit red, feeling embarrass of her father bringing back some old childhood memories she wanted to forget. She didn't said anything else, until she saw her father walk out, and head back downstairs to the restaurant. Mascot sigh to herself, knowing how embarrassing her father can be, but love him deeply for being a caring father. Mascot yawn a bit, knowing that she was a little tired, do feeling full from the breakfast she had. Mascot figure she head for her parents bedroom, and rest in their bed. Before she had a chance to move an inch, Mascot felt her stomach growling, letting her know that she was hungry again. Mascot know that she can't be hungry right now, especially after eating a good pound or two of waffles. Mascot still hear her stomach growling a lot louder now, asking for more food. She sigh to herself knowing that she can't win this fight. Mascot look around the kitchen to see if there was anything else that her father made beside the breakfast she eat. After checking the fridge, and the cabinet, Mascot didn't find anything good to eat. Mascot could feel her stomach growling even more, wanting something good to eat already. Mascot tried to argue with her stomach that we need a break, and get some sleep. However, her stomach had other plans, and telling her that it want some food. Mascot sigh again, knowing that she got to find something to eat, before she lose it with her stomach. During her search, Mascot nose started to smell something yummy, which was coming from downstairs. Mascot knows that she wasn't allow downstairs, especially when the restaurant might be busy. But Mascot nose still can smell something yummy, and her stomach want her to check it out. Mascot could try to sneak downstairs by using the secret doorway, which her mom use for getting some midnight snack.

Somewhere inside the kitchen area at the restaurant, Edison Writer, and his chef assistant, Demetria Trenet were both busy working on several trays of biscuits, which getting them ready for an important guest that going to pick them up later tonight. Edison pull out the final tray of biscuits out from the oven, and lay them down on the counter. Edison check on his Chef assistant, to see if she need some help. So far, Demetria is doing her best to paste the biscuits with butter using a brush. However, Demetria is having a hard time seeing what she is doing, do of her large breast is blocking her view.

Demetria Trenet: ugh, this is unbelievable, how does any female are able to do things, having large breast blocking your view all the time.

Edison Writer: is something wrong, Demetria

Demetria Trenet: nothing big, Mr. Writer, I'm just having a hard time seeing of what I'm doing. Can you please tell me if I was able to paste the biscuits properly?

Edison Writer: *he examine his assistant work* hmm you did pretty good so far, but I think you miss a few.

Demetria Trenet: blast it all, I though for sure I got them perfect.

Edison Writer: don't worry about it, Demetria you done a great job either way.

Demetria Trenet: I know I'm doing a great job, Mr. Writer but you of all people know how I am about making my cooking come out perfect. Ever since your wife mother place a curse on me, and turned into a female, it been a lot harder for me to cook properly with this figure of mine.

Edison Writer: true, which is a lesson learn to never miss judge my mother-in law figure in the first place. And beside, you shouldn't feel bad that you can't cook the same way you use to. Your still your normal self, no matter what you look like.

Demetria Trenet: I guess your right, Mr. Writer I keep on trying, and do the best I *she pause in mid sentence, after she felt something odd* oh no!

Edison Writer: is something a matter, Demetria?

Demetria Trenet: I think I might need to use the restroom, I don't know why, but I have to go.

Edison Writer: oh dear not this again. Hang on I go with you, don't need you to make another mess like last time.

Before, Edison got the chance to help, Demetria out, he saw her walk off in a hurry, knowing that she felt like she was going to barf very badly. Edison ran after her to help out, but accidentally bump into something, which knock down a small bottle that landed on top of the biscuits they just bake. The small bottle was one of, Edison signature liquor from his mother collection. He normally use it to spice things up with his food, especially to make things interesting. The cap of the bottle was open, and the liquid pour into the biscuits, every single drop of the. A distance away from the tray of biscuits, one of the kitchen wall started open, which turned into a secret passage way. Once the secret door was open, Mascot try her best to get out from the door, but forgot how narrow it was. It was a long time since, Mascot use the secret passage way, especially when she was young teen sneaking into the restaurant kitchen, and steal some cookies for a midnight snack. It took her a moment to finally break free from the secret doorway, but accidentally fell to the ground face first. Do of her fall, Mascot shaken certain area of the kitchen, which made some items move a little bit. The empty liquor bottle roll away from the tray of biscuits, and fell off the edge of the counter table. It should have landed on the ground, but crash landed on, Mascot head instead. Luckily for, Mascot the bottle didn't broke in two, or any of the liquid pour on her at all. She place the bottle on the side of the floor, and then pull herself back up. Mascot look around the kitchen to see if she can find anything to eat. At first, Mascot would have check the fridge to see if she can find anything to eat, but instead her nose made her fallow the smell of freshly baked biscuits. Mascot was amaze to see several trays of baked biscuits in front of her, she remember that her father, and Demetria were in the middle working on a big order, but never thought they would make this much. Mascot felt a little droll dripping from her mouth, wanting to eat several of those biscuits, but Mascot remind herself this was an important order her was father on, and can't eat any of it. So, Mascot decided to leave them be, and check somewhere else to eat. But once she step a few feet away from the counter table, she felt her stomach was starting to growl again, but this time a lot louder then before. Mascot felt weird that her stomach was acting weird this way, she place her hand on her stomach and felt it growling for those delicious biscuits. Mascot know once her stomach decided on something, it won't stop until it satisfied with the food she eat. Mascot tried to settle her stomach, letting it know that we can't eat those biscuits in the first place. But Mascot almost gave in, once her stomach took control her scent of smell, which make her smell the aroma of the butter from the biscuits. Once the butter aroma smell, Mascot alligator/dragon instinct kick in, which put her in a predator mode for hunting food. Mascot wasn't herself right now, which her stomach was taking more control. She look back at the counter tale, and stare at the trays of biscuits again. Mascot mouth open wide a bit, which more droll was dripping from her mouth from hunger. Mascot slowly walked back to the counter table, standing in front of the baked biscuits. Mascot carefully grab one of the biscuits, since they were still hot coming out from the oven. She use her long tongue to wrap the biscuits, and gulp it down with one bite. Mascot was pleased how tasty the biscuit was, nicely soft with extra butter to make it extra smooth. Mascot felt like she was in heaven from eating that yummy biscuits, and she want to try it again. She look at all the tray of biscuits that begging her to eat them. Mascot mouth was filled with drool, wanting to eat every single one of them. Back of her head know that these biscuits were for the costumer, and her father would be upset if he saw them gone. But her stomach was growling, and already in control of Mascot body. Instead of worrying about the consequences, Mascot started eating the biscuits like a hungry predator. While she was eating the biscuits, something strange was happening to her body. From the rear of her tail, it started to expanded to twice it size, nearly reaching the other side of the kitchen. Once it done, her tail look massive like it was meant to be attached by a crocodile. Beyond that, the tail grew some spikes on the side, reaching towards the tip of her tail. After tail finish changing, the rest of Mascot body was going through some changes as well. From the lower section of her body, Mascot gain some weight on her ass, giving it a nice cushion from the rear. Her butt made a big hole from the back of the pants, which you have a nice view of her panties. However, most of her pink panties were already swallow up by her extra thicc butt-cheeks. Mascot had a little moment knowing that she had a wedgie, but her mind was busy eating the biscuits, she pay no mind about it. Both her legs started to bulk up, gaining a mixture of muscle with some chunky thicc look. thanks to the thickness of her legs, they rip the lower section of her pants in million of pieces. Her feet gain some weight as well, swelling up three times the size of a crocodile feet. Most of her lower body had finally changed, giving it a nice hefty look from the rear end. Mascot was finishing up the third tray of biscuits, and gulping down the last one. Mascot face was cover in bread crumbs, and butter. She use her long tongue to clean some of the leftover on her face, and some of it on her hand. During her little clean up, Mascot could feel her belly being full from the three trays of biscuits she just eat, but for some on reason it was hungry for more. Mascot place her hand on her belly, curious of why she still feel hungry. Before she had the chance to think further, she felt her gut was acting up, trying to make more space inside. Mascot try her best to focus, but her stomach took control again, making her want to eat more. She see the other trays of biscuits, and star devouring them like a hungry animal. With her face in the trays of biscuits, her body was going threw more changes again. Her mouth was widen a bit more, reshaping itself towards a crocodile look. Some of her teeth were growing from her mouth, sharping enough to devour the biscuits. Mascot didn't notice the changes are happening to her, since her mind was too busy wanting more of the yummy biscuits. With one of her hand grab was grabbing one of the bake good, it expanded to the size of a baseball glove. Her hand grew some sharp claws that was able to grab a few of the biscuits. Not only her hands grew, Mascot arms gain a mixture of muscles, and thickness that torn through her sleeves. After finish eating the fourth tray, Mascot was already heading for the last three trays, and have them all together into one. Once she gather them up in one place, Mascot lift the biscuits and start gulping them down in second. Soon you know it her body was finally filling out, in order to match with the others. Mascot breast grew several cup size, which broken her bra in two without a problem. Her waist gurgle held it best from all the food she been eating, but gave in once it last buckle torn off, and fell to the floor. Mascot shirt buttons gave in as well, and burst open her crocodile belly. Her belly continued expanding, getting bigger inch by inch. Her big belly manage to rip the pants button off, and torn off the zipper in two. Most of, Mascot pants was gone, only was left is her pink panties resting underneath her belly. Mascot body grew an inch, or two taller and wider, just to adjust herself with her new masses figure. After the last two biscuits went into her mouth, Mascot was finally finish eating her snack. Mascot made a big burp, which was loud enough to shake the whole kitchen. She held her mouth with her large hand, making sure of not wanting to make anymore sound. Before she free her mouth, Mascot notice her hand look very different from the last time she saw them. Not only she look at her hand, Mascot notice her breast had gain some were big again, but a lot bigger then the last time from her past transformation. Mascot look at her figure, and finally notice that she was different, but in a very big way. Mascot see that she was a full flesh crocodile like her father, but not only that her species changed, she was completely chubby as well. Mascot tried to figure out how she was able to turned into a crocodile, since she didn't drank any potion. Mascot tried to think further of how all this happen to her, but she felt some pain in her legs, getting tired from standing for a long period of time. Mascot figure she have to sit down, or she hurt herself. She did her best to gently to sit on the kitchen floor, but still shake the place like a little earthquake. Mascot couldn't believe how big she gotten, but the same time was impress with herself how thicc she was. She still could fell her stomach was trying digest the biscuits she eaten, which will take a while. Mascot belch a couple of time, feeling the gas was coming from her belly. Part of her felt relif that her hunger was gone, but the same time felt bad for eating all the biscuits in the first place. She know that her father going to be upset with her, and Mascot have to find a way to explain to him of what happen. Before she could think of an idea, Mascot heard some noise from a distance, which was coming from by her side. She slowly move her head a little to see, until she saw a figure was sitting on her thicc tail, while reading some sort of magazine. Mascot already figure out who it was that sitting on her tail, and call her out by their nickname.

Mascot: Granny Izzy is that you?

Isabella Writer: *she chuckle to herself from reading the porn magazine* you betcha kiddo. Have to admit, I figure this new batch of potion you tried would make some big changes, but never thought you be this size.

Mascot: hold on a second, your the one who put the potion in the biscuits?

Isabella Writer: in a way yes *she snap her figure, which appear a bottle* this vodka bottle I gave to your father have mainly done the work on you.

Mascot pause for a moment, once she saw the empty bottle that hit her on the head earlier before. It took her a minute to realize that the potion was pour on the biscuits, which change her during the time she was eating time. Mascot tried to speak with her grandmother, but cut halfway when she felt another burp came out of her mouth.

Isabella Writer: *she chuckle* I'm sorry about this, Thea I figure to try something different to catch you off guard on this one, but I guess my work was too good.

Mascot: it's no problem granny Izzy, you know I always forgive you now and then. Just the question is how long the effects going to last though. Dad would be here any moment, and he will be made that I eat all the biscuits for an important order.

Isabella Writer: oh relax sweet heart, the potion this time will wear off in about an hour or two. As for your father, he going to be pretty busy for a moment, especially dealing with his chef assistant.

The End





Edison Writer: i do hope so

( story working progress )
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