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Two Tickets to Paradise

Verse 1

Finn was comfortable, nestled cozy and warm within his bed. It was a nice contrast to the rather rough and hurried...and absolutely draining pace of the previous evening. He would feel completely rested, if it wasn't for a certain annoying, pulsating ringing that was coming from somewhere within the room. Surely, he ought to go and investigate what that was, but, his primitive brain was in control of his actions at this time, and, all he wanted to do was sleep in. So, he grabbed the two, large, soft, and lovely warm pair of sweetly scented, fluffy, and dreamy cushions in front of him and absolutely buried himself within, even up to his ears and the point of nearly suffocating himself. "MMMMMMmmmmmmmphhhhh..." he deliciously grumbled, as he was enveloped within the nice, soothing...fleshy comfort.

"...Uh...Finn?"

Finn heard someone call his name. His sleep clouded brain wrote it off as Jake calling him down to breakfast, but, he felt too good to get up and just really wanted to vegetate. "Nnnnnnghhhh...five...minutes..." he huffed into the cushions, not caring if Jake heard. He could care less if he came all the way up to wake him...he was in his own world right now.

...Of course, if he was slightly more awake, he'd remember that Jake wasn't home right now, and, he'd also notice that the voice that called to him was much, much smoother...and female.

"Uggh...ermmmm...Fiiiiiihiiiiiiinnnuh...?" the warm yet increasingly annoyed female voice sang forth again.

Finn didn't even respond this time.

So, in all reasonability, Finn next received a sharp, swift, stinging smack, straight onto the crown of his head. This time, he snapped to, right into a grumbling consciousness.

"What the flip, Jake?! Why'd you..." Finn began, and ended, swiftly. With his smoky, sleep filled eyes, he focused, but, he could very plainly see that he was getting stared at by a large female with a dark, cat headded hood, relative to Finn's bunny-like headgear, and a tuft of blonde hair was presenting itself out the top edge of the cat's face portal. It was an annoyed, nearly angry Susan...and he had just been burying his face in her breasts.

"...GYAHHH!" Finn swiftly leapt out of bed to get away from her. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" he stammered, as Susan walked herself off the bed, with her lower legs as skis. She was blushing something awful, having had her breasts used as a futon, but, after a while, she simply began to giggle. "Heheheh, it's okay, Finn. You must've been real tired when you got back, huh?"

Finn grinded his teeth slightly and scratched the back of his head. "Yeah. Musta been." he agreed. "I don't even remember getting back...or getting into bed...or even how I got back from..." Finn gasped sharply then, when he realized that the deed over the transformation serum was, in fact, DONE. "Oh glob...oh glob...OH GLOB..." he chanted, panicking. He danced a bit, hopping left and right across his feet and flailing his hands to the left and right of his face, as if he was fanning himself with his fingers. He then began looking himself over, patting himself here and there, making sure he wasn't missing anything. "How do I look?! Do I look any diff..." He just noticed the muffled yet piercing ring of Princess Bubblegum's ringtone coming from his radio phone.

"You look fine! What the bleep bloop, Finn?" Susan retorted with great confusion, watching him leap across the room to his traveling pack.

Finn crammed a hand inside, while barely able to hold it up with the other, and urgently rummaged through the pack's contents. He soon retrieved his phone and nearly ripped out the telescoping antenna, extending it, and clicked a button to answer. "Pribubs!" he called into the receiver.

"Oh, thank glob, Finn! You're alive!" Bubblegum answered, her voice winded and gasping.

"Yeah, I'm good! In fact..." Finn spoke, slowly calming down and looking himself over, yet again, "...in fact...I...I don't think anything's happened. It doesn't appear to've worked."

"Yeah? I mean, no? No, nothing?" Bubblgum's relief slumped into an air of disbelief flavored confusion. "That can't be...I don't get why..."

"Yeah." Finn echoed her sentiments. "I mean, I don't know what, but, there should at least've been something, right?"

Bubblegum replied, quite confused. "Yes, indeed." They both sank into a moment of thought, with Susan confused and rubbing her head, not too far away from Finn. "...Well, I can't say what for what, for sure, right now, so, I guess you should just come in. If it really didn't work, I need to know what DID happen, and...and we probably need to think of something else."

"Yeah. You're defs right." Finn replied. He suddenly noticed that he'd been ignoring Susan all this time. "Oh, right. Um, also, Susan's here for a visit! We're celebrating the, like...Iunno-teenth anniversary of the Hyooman's return to Beautopia, today. She'll be coming along. We got so caught up in our mission yesterday that I completely forgot!"

Susan gave a thumbs up, in reply.

"Sounds great, Finn. I'd love to see her too." Bubblegum replied.

"Okiedokies. We'll be there after I pick up some supplies for the boat ride. Multi-tasking, boiieee."

Both Susan and Bubblegum giggled at Finn's antics.

"Arrightee. I'll see you when you get here. Bye, till then." Bubblegum closed then.

"Yeps." Finn replied, and, they hung up their phones.

"Jeez, Finn. What's with all the crazies?" Susan asked, as Finn stuffed his walkie-talkie style phone back into his pack.

"Oh...um..." Finn was about to blurt out the answer to Susan's question, but then, he recalled the sense of decency and secrecy...and complexity that surrounded it. It certainly wasn't a something that could be said in one breath. "...Wellls...know what? Let's just get going to the Candy Kingdom. I'll try to explain along the way."

Susan smirked. "Alright."

"Besides, I'm hungry. R'you hungry? You gotta be hungry." Finn sputtered his sentence. Susan was surprised that his own words didn't make him trip as he navigated around the cluttered room towards the ladder.

"Eheheheh, yeah. I'm starving." Susan replied.

Finn and Susan slinked their way down the ladders towards the treehouse's front door, with Finn in the lead. He, several times, out of concern over whether Susan could fit through some of the more tighter ladder shafts and nooks of the treehouse, looked up to be sure she wasn't having a hard time. Thankfully, she wasn't. In fact, she was slipping down the tree's ladder shafts far easier than Finn expected. Not to mention, although Finn did his best to look away, he constantly got a full, luscious view of Susan's fanny...and her more naughty bits, every time she stepped...stepped...stepped. He just noticed then that, she was 'au naturel', with her old, torn, seeker tunic, for the sake of authenticity for the commemorative journey. He didn't know how to feel about that, especially since it seemed to have grown in size and she was nearly swimming in it.

"Ladies first..." Finn motioned forth with his free arm, as he held the front door open for Susan.

"Heheheh, you're weird." Susan playfully commented, ruffling his hood and making him giggle as she passed him by.

Finn didn't understand why, but, he noticed that Susan looked oddly...sexier than she used to. She didn't look so manly and muscular right now, with her body loaded with muscular mountain ranges. Sure, she was still quite the large one, towering nearly twice Finn's size, yet, her body seemed more tight...toned...curvy.

"Egh...oh glob globbit..." Finn said, just now noticing the tightness in his pants. He shifted his hips left and right to subtly steer the skin hungry monster raging within his shorts into a more comfortable...and less obvious position and then continued on out the door. Strangely enough...

"...OW!" he said, bumping his head on the door's upper frame. "What the...?" he said, ducking out into the daylight. "Was that always that small?" he asked himself.

"Finn! You okay?" Susan asked, waiting for him a few feet away.

"Yeah...I'm fine." Finn replied. He closed the door and walked away, rubbing his head and staring back at the lintel. Turning and walking, he joined Susan and ignored the incident, not thinking much of it and simply attributing it to his growth as a young man. A lingering thought remained, however, in that even the height of the doorknob seemed lower, as he left it.

Finn and Susan soon found themselves traveling through the candy forest. The gentle scent of candy floss of various, light fruit flavorings permeated the air, along with gentle notes of vanilla and other subtle, teasing essences of sweet cream. Every once in a while, it made them 'mmm' and pause in place, especially when a lovely, wafting breeze teased their senses with a candied berry medley.

"You know," Finn began, "it almost doesn't matter how many times I come through this place. It's almost like there's always something new." He spoke this, before tearing some fluffy, edible cotton from a nearby, low-hanging branch and stuffed it into his mouth.

"That's so awesome." Susan replied, grabbing some clouds for herself. "MMMMmmmm!..." she moaned, orgasmically, as her taste buds erupted with near conflicting bursts of mellow and sharp, subtle and fierce explosions of flavor. "Da' ess goooh!" she said, speaking like she did when Finn and she first met, and they howled with a gorgeous peal of hearty laughter.

"Dang yobs. How long has it really been since that day?" Finn inquired, referring to the day in question. He seemed to fidget around at the tightness he was suddenly feeling, in his pack and his clothes. "It's, like, totes crazy to hear you speak like that now. And it probably wasn't too long ago, but, it feels like 'tiiimes' ago." he concluded. Strangely, along with this, he started to fidget around, due to the tightness he felt in his shirt and his pack's straps. 'Jeez...I really must be growing...' he thought, as he loosened the straps some and shifted his shirt. "I better cool off the Finn cakes." he told himself, thinking he was getting fat.

"Hahaha. I don't even know." Susan replied, "It's almost like it's been a whole lifetime since. I can't even torque down how it felt to be the, heheheh, 'original' Susan."

"I know, right? Even though...egh...heheh, 'original' Susan sounds so cute being, well, Susan, hahahah." Finn joked, complimenting, yet, even Susan now couldn't ignore the fact that Finn seemed very uncomfortable in his clothes.

"Uh, you okay over there?" Susan asked, while she was about to say 'thank you' for Finn ninja-ing in a sort of 'you're cute' compliment.

Finn continued, even increased, his shifting around. His clothes, both top and bottom, felt as if they were shrinking, turning into tight bands of cloth at the seams. "I dunno. It feels like I..."

*creeeeek...RRRRIIIIP!*

Suddenly, his shirt didn't feel as tight anymore. Some seam, somewhere, burst open, though he didn't know where. "Ah...ayee...ough..." was all Finn could say. He could swear his clothes were disintegrating upon him.

"Finn..." Susan spoke, regarding him with a fairly shocked, confused look upon her face. "...You're...growing! Fast!"

Finn looked himself over. "Y...yeah! I am!" he said, noticing that he was subtly farther from the ground now, and, his vision was now about neck height with Susan. Even then, another tiny tear was heard. Finn wasn't sure where, again, but, he was certain it was coming from his shorts.

"What is going on with you?" Susan finally asked.

Finn swiftly opened his mouth, about to blurt the first thing that came to his mind, about Canyon and Princess Bubblegum, as well as his mission to save Ooo...and then shut it closed, just as abruptly. He stood a moment, dumbfounded. He couldn't quite articulate it all that was going on, not in a few sentences, anyway. Besides that, it was still a very sensitive subject. Finn's mouth smirked into a squiggly line again, and then he intermittently kept opening his mouth and raised a finger to make a point and start talking...but kept shutting himself down and back to a fairly struggling look of confusion. He just couldn't quite get any of it out. All the while, his clothes continued to make troubling little sound effects, signaling to the world, and Susan in particular, that something weird was going on.

Susan could only stand back then, with a confused sort of half frown of her own. She couldn't decipher Finn's...problem.

After a second or two of gathering his thoughts, Finn finally took hold of everything by saying, "Well...okay, I'll tell ya, but...you gotta promise that, no matter who asks you or how nice they are to get it, you can't tell anyone."

Susan's look of confusion suddenly raised into surprise. "...Okaaay? But, why?"

"It's a sensitive subject." Finn bluntly said. "Plus, the person in question...she's in a bit of a twist over it and its...um...embarrassing."

Susan nodded slowly, with a silent 'ooh...' upon her lips.

"Plus, plus," Finn went on, "me an' Prubs need to keep it on the down-low, so as to not freak peeps out. It just ain't good ju-ju, especially if we can dodge the world-wide freakage."

Susan gritted her teeth a bit in a slightly wincing sneer, as even the 'non disclosure agreement' she was facing alone was a little too much to take in. "O-okay, okay. No talkies. I get it." she replied, "Now, can you please tell me what the hecks is up with you? From the top, maybe?"

"Yeah. That'd be a good place to start...or the only place, really..."

They walked on through the forest, with Finn describing the situation and Susan getting more surprised by the second. Just as well, by the second, Finn's body continued to change. He slowly became taller...and larger. By the time they were nearing the treeline of the forest and could just barely see the walls and towers of the Candy Kingdom beyond, the brief tale of Canyon's situation and the possible fate of Ooo had been told. Along with this by now, the straps on Finn's backpack were opened considerably in comparison to before, and, the clothes upon his body, both top AND bottom, were hanging in places by threads.

"So, that's the situtioh...ough!" Finn groaned at the tightness around his face and neck. It was his animal hood...and it was damn well choking him. "Glob darnit...!" he said and began wrenching it off his head. He forcefully yet delicately at times tugged it in stages to get it off of him without ripping it. He was successful...in more ways than one.

"Ohh..." Susan gasped, as, all at once, she was treated to the view of Finn's long, golden, shimmering length of hair, spilling in slow motion from its hiding place. Along with this, serendipity at peak levels, the last threads of Finn's shirt gave way with a snap, and, his top quickly converted into a mini-vest.

"..."

Susan swallowed hard, utterly silent, not recognizing that she was blushing something awful. She touched a few fingers lightly to her 'oooh' shaped lips and took in the male-stripper-esque view. Finn's figure had somehow gone from flat and teeny to chiseled and manly. Susan hadn't been keeping much of an eye on him, all this time, as they were continuously navigating the trees ahead, but, especially since his height was approaching hers and clearly hinting at going beyond, she surely was taking notice now. With the nearly sparkling, frozen waterfall of blonde locks that streamed from the crown of his head, and his sweet, babyface features, coupled with the fact that he, humbly, didn't even know how good he looked right now, it was damn well making her moist.

"Aw, snap!" Finn said, ironically. "It literally snapped!"

Susan snickered slightly at this, slightly snorting in her nose and hiding her smile behind her hand while she giggled.

He then began looking about himself, hoping that his shorts weren't giving way too. "Mmmm..." he mumbled to himself with a smirk when he noticed that even they were splitting in places. He didn't quite know what to do, so he suggested, "Ummmmmm...I think we'd better get going. I don't wanna go walking down Candy Main Street all nakies."

"Y...yeah, we should." Susan agreed...somewhat. "Speak for yourself, you clueless cutie..." she thought, subtly looking him over out the corner of her eye "I'm in no hurry." Even though she'd seen herself before, muscles and all in the mirror, Susan couldn't deny what she felt, admiring Finn's new, developing physique. It was all quite tasty, especially since he was nearing her own body size. "That canyon is gonna be one lucky lady..." she thought to herself, blushing even more and quickly looking away, when her eyes playfully spied the hint of a large, meaty sausage, tucked away in Finn's barely present pair of pants.

"One thing's for sure." Finn broke Susan's...concentration.

"Eghuh? What's that?" she nervously replied.

"...Pribubs' potion?

...It's working."

Author's Notes and Replies:

Hey, Y'all. Sorry for the really, really late reply on this installation. Buncha life happened to me at the end of last week and I had to deal with it. What was? Wells, my big bro moved out, 'n he was a real cool guy, so, I was pretty broken up about it all, for a while. Also, for a while, trying to squeeze out some writing juice when you're kinda depressed doesn't work so well, but...yet...heheh...here we are. Ah'm back, or, as Ruby would say, "Ayeee am and eternal flayeeem, baybeee!"

...Well, I'm not, but, you get the point.

...I probably shouldn't hype up my person so much like that, since I crack like everyone else, lol.

Anyways, this chapter needed some work, throughout the week, with pacing, placement of events, and all that sorta jazz, so, yeah, it took a while for it to get out. I'm just really glad that things are finally flowing again. Hope you enjoyed, and, do look forward to the next verses of this chapter!

King69 - Yes...yes it is.

Anonymous - Tru, tru. But, wells, I always play it through my head like a directed movie, so, it kinda does come out as if it was to be put into an episode. Nah, doesn't aaalways work, but, if it does, heheh, it's good.

Yep, sorry to rain on your possible expects, but, it's a-goin' there. I can appreciate your point, surely, but, um...how do I say it? Advantages...yeah. I wanted him to have certain advantages, when he goes through his lemons, hehe.

FYI, he would do something really cool and not remember it when he's half asleep, wouldn't he...

Is that the DC you be? Yeah, yeah...it's me...it's me. I'm still upset that that one crashed, flying off the rails, but, I still loved the direction it was going, lol, even if it was going all adlib, to keep me interested near the end. Tell ya the truth, though, I still wanna do that story, somehow. Just, maybe not so dark, next time around...at least until the, well, dark, adventurous parts, yeah? lol. There were some aspects of it that still scorch me with passion, to this day. Maybe I'll try working them into later parts of this one? Iunno. Sometimes the past keeps coming up, like the big, tasty, yet hard to deal with frozen turkey at the back of the fridge that you keep promising you'll cook, but, never do, hahaha.

Thanks for sticking with, from even back that far. Hopefully, this one doesn't crash into the ground, like so many others in my graveyard, lol. Hopefully some safeguards I put in for this one prevent that, kinda.

Jaykingamez - Wells, it would take something pretty significant to wobble Canyon, yeah? lol. A little fantasy arm twisting never hurt nobody.

Wouldn't it be a real hoot to see Prubsie actually drunk or something? Lol, that'd be awesome to see that in the actual show, but, I don't think we'll get to see that anytime soon, hahaha.

Ah, yeah. You know the creator's paradox, lol. It's a misfortune that I'll probably never really get to feel or see my story from your pov, but, yeah. Such is fate, heheh.

TheOneAndOnly1993 - Cools, I'm glad you're finding her presence tasty, lol. Alls I can say though is, if you're waiting for a MAJOR, major interaction, this Part might be lacking for you. The next Part, however, if I get to it...well...we'll cross that bridge when we get there, lol.

Egh, yeah, the Star Vs. fic sadly crashed spectacularly like the same fic Anon mentioned. Since I put in a Part by Part safety on this one, maybe it won't come to that. Here's hoping.

Thank you all for your kind and enthusiastic comments. You are a credit to my mojo.

Arrighty, so, as some of you might know, I'm in need of funds to keep the lights on and keep my belly at least half full so my brain can work. So, once again, I'm asking anyone who can go to my woefully underdeveloped patron page, under the username /demoncasket , and to please consider becoming a patron.

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Every cent counts for me, nowadays...and I'm kinda getting literally sick from only eating instant ramen...not that ramen's a bad thing or anything, but, yeah, I could use something a little more healthy...and doesn't make me potty, every few hours...ehem.

My thanks to all my fans and readers. Please excuse my typos...writing overexcitedly at 4 in the morning kinda does that to ya, heheheh.

May you have a cheerio day, and, remember to always face it...

A'outrance!

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