Part 2 of my new story, with comic art done by the lovely :icon puca-puca:! Terror Toad tries out one of his new tricks by corrupting the tiny Ranger into a little minion! Who knows what mischief these two will cause together! Comments always appreciated!


Even after his substantial meal, Terror Toad bounced in place excitedly, eager to test out whatever new powers he had in store. Despite having never used them before, his body moved instinctively as if he knew exactly what to do.

“You’ll just need a few adjustments…!” His webbed fingers dug into the area of belly with InuBrother’s face on it. He started rubbing and smushing the image on his belly as if he were playing with clay. Toad stretched out and distorted the Ranger’s face into all manners of silly and comical alterations much like a funhouse mirror might do.

*BWORB* *CHURN* *SQUISH* Toad’s belly made all sorts of sickly bubbly noises as he massaged it, as if he were trying to mold its contents into something else entirely.

With one last stretch of InuBrother’s face, he let his belly flop back down into a resting position with a resounding *GA-LUNK*. The image was completely different, having become wider and given the Ranger a toothy and sinister grin.

“There, that should do it!” Pleased with his handiwork, Terror Toad opted to finish the job.

*SHLORP* The face on his stomach slowly disappeared, replaced by a sizeable head-shaped lump that protruded from Toad’s stomach as if it were eager to escape. Wasting no more time, he gave that spot on his tummy a force slap.

*BON* With the drum-like signal from his belly, Terror Toad coughed up a glowing purple energy ball. As it traveled through the air, it began shifting oddly as something within it began to escape.
Suddenly, InuBrother emerged from it with a magical *POP*.

“Bow-wow! Evil Inu-Bro at your service,” he announced with an evil gravelly voice.

Sure enough, he was no longer the InuBrother he once was. He was noticeably chubbier, his spindly limbs having filled out with a generous among of heft. He sported a round and bulbous tummy that encroached on his plump thighs and arms and made his Buckle snap. That belly was even decorated with several orange spots, much like Terror Toad’s. He also wore a little extra chub on his face as well, having grown something of a rounded double-chin that served as the perfect platform for his menacing smile.

Evil Inu-Bro turned to face Terror Toad, posed proudly with his little fists digging into his generous hips. “Thanks for the new look, frog boss! I’m feeling positively diabolical! Whaddya think!?”

“Would you look at that?” Terror Toad mused, rubbing his chin ponderously. He was quite impressed with the results of his little experiment. He had been all too happy to have made such a satisfying meal out of another Ranger, but he was pleasantly surprised to have gotten a new pet dog out of the deal. “Now there’s a fancy new trick I’ve got up my sleeve!”

And from the look of it, Evil Inu-Bro was already poised to prove his loyalty. He approached his new master and stood firmly at his side. His belly rumbled with the same foreboding tone as his own master’s.

“Ey boss, I’m starvin’!” Evil Inu-Bro snickered, holding his Don Blaster at the ready. “Let’s go gobble up some of those hero chumps!”

“Huahaha,” Terror Toad croaked, placing one hand on his new pet’s head. “That’s a good minion!”

The two of them set off to wreak a little havoc throughout the city, knowing full well that the DonBrothers would eventually arrive to stop them, only to stare down the jaws of defeat.

Literally.