Title: Dawn's Early Christmas Present
Categories: Pokémon Diamond & Pearl
Characters: Dawn, Johanna
Cameos: None
Tags: Inanimate Transformation, Humiliation, Clothing Transformation, Panty Transformation, Femdom, Incest, Mother/Daughter
Comm By: MVY
Alternate Title(s): Dawn's Christmas Outfit, Mother Spats, Mother to Rags
Started: 29/11/2024
Finished: 02/12/2024
Public: 22/12/2024
Chapter I
Well, That Didn't Go to Plan
Dawn's eyes sparkled with excitement as she looked out the window, watching the snowflakes gently fall onto the streets of Twinleaf Town. It was Christmas Eve, and the young trainer couldn't wait to join in on the festive activities. She had waited all year for the festival to come back around, and now that she was nearly ten years old, she was old enough to join the festivities. Her stomach fluttered with excitement at the thought of the games, the delicious treats, and the chance to see all her friends.
Johanna, her loving mother, watched her daughter with a hint of concern. Dawn was growing up so fast, and the thought of her exploring the town alone was more than a little unnerving. However, she knew she couldn't keep her under her wing forever and didn't want to be the 'no fun,' 'boring' and 'overbearing' mother. With a deep breath, she embraced the situation and even proposed a unique solution to ensure her daughter's safety while still allowing her the freedom she craved.
"Dawn, sweetheart, I know you're eager to go out and enjoy the festival," Johanna began, her voice warm and gentle. "But I'd rather go with you-"
"But mooom!" Dawn objected, and Johanna held up a hand to silence her daughter.
"I know. You're big enough to go on your own, and you don't want your mommy embarrassing you, so how about we make a deal? "
"A deal?" Dawn repeated, side-eyeing her mother with suspicion.
"Yes, you'll take me with you, but no one will know it's me," she began, launching into a detailed explanation of what she had in mind. Dawn tilted her head in confusion, not really comprehending what her mother was saying.
Johanna explained the transformation app she had downloaded onto her phone. She personally hadn't tried it, but she'd heard about people who had it, and it was completely safe. Surely, she could trust her daughter if people could trust random trainers to wear them as panties and socks.
"I'll be ... wearing you?"
"Yes, that way, you can go out, and I get to keep you nice and warm," Johanna explained, deliberately not adding that she'd be keeping an eye on her little girl.
"Okay," Dawn chirped.
Johanna smiled, taking out her phone, unlocking it, and tapping away at the small device. She opened the TF app on her phone. She agreed to the waiver that popped up without reading it, and a second later, a bright light shot out of the phone and washed over Johanna.
Dawn covered her eyes. As quickly as it appeared, the light was gone, and Johanna's phone hit the floor with a soft thunk. The young bluenette uncovered her eyes and frowned as she found herself alone in the room.
"Mom?" Dawn asked timidly, looking around the room.
She was just gone.
She had disappeared.
Timidly, Dawn picked up the phone and looked at the screen.
"Mommy?" there was a small picture of her mother on the screen with her legs together and arms spread wide. Then Dawn noticed the large green button next to the image TRANSFORM; it had a pulsating light green aura around it.
"Mommy did say to transform her into clothes…" Dawn said slowly, prompting herself. She tapped the button, and the app took her to the next part.
There were a lot of options, some Dawn understood like - CLOTHING, FOOD, TOYS, POKEMON - others … she did not like - VEHICLE, ACCESSORIES, PIERCINGS - there were so many buttons it overwhelmed the small girl at first. Still, eventually, she pushed herself to tap the CLOTHING option.
Again, the app took her to another page, but Dawn was at a loss for what they meant.
CUSTOM MADE
STANDARD
EXPERT
Her heart quickened as the fear of choosing wrong trickled through her body. Hopefully, her mother wouldn't be too mad if she made a mistake. She tapped CUSTOM MADE. She was sure she'd heard one of her mommy's friends say that when they talked about clothes.
A smile bloomed on Dawn's face, and she felt so smart in that moment as she was taken to the next page, displaying a list of buttons with pictures of her mother's parts next to them, like her smiling face or her hands and arms.
Dawn scrolled through Johanna's parts, but she was abruptly taken to another page when she accidentally applied too much pressure.
WOMB
Select Clothing Item
A digital image of Johanna's womb appeared, and next to it was a menu of clothing options.
"Err, now what do I pick?" Dawn asked, again finding herself in unfamiliar territory. She stared at the screen for a long time. She didn't even know what a WOMB was. It looked like it was a part of her mother's tummy. Maybe it was where food was kept? It did look spacious, like a circle version of the big toy box.
"Hmm, if it's got a lot of space … maybe a top?" Dawn said slowly; she didn't like it when her clothes were too tight. She tapped the button that had a small shirt icon. Next, she scrolled through a never-ending list of shirts, vests, t-shirts, and even binders.
"Oh, that looks cute," Dawn tapped a cyan blue t-shirt with tiny chibi Piplups on the shirt's nipples.
Set Quality
A sliding scale appeared with the words Second Hand, Poor, Discount, Normal, High, Exquisite, and a Value box in the bottom right corner of the screen. Dawn slid the notch up the scale and stopped when she saw the price rising.
"I don't want it to be too expensive; mommy would be mad," Dawn said before dragging the notch all the way down to the bottom, and the price dropped to 0. "Hey! It's free!" Dawn cheered, tapping the green Save button in the bottom left of the screen.
The app took her back to the list of her mother's parts. Dawn tapped her mother's smiling face and immediately knew where to assign it. If she tilted her head, her mommy's smile reminded Dawn of her private lips, so she chose the natural option - Spats.
Scrolling through the list, she chose a pair of cute light blue spats that had a Piplup pattern on the waistband. She didn't notice her mother's face on the crotch of the underwear, too occupied by the cute penguin Pokemon. Just as before, she dragged the value notch to the bottom and saved her changes.
Her mommy would be so proud of her. Just look at how much she was getting for free.
Next, Dawn selected her mother's butt from the listed parts. She knew exactly where to put that, butts were so dirty, so it should be put in the dirtiest place. She selected Footwear and, after a lengthy scroll, selected a pair of cute Piplup-themed sneakers.
A message popped up in the centre of the screen.
Select Option
Split Subject Johanna's Ass Between the Shoes or Select Separate Part
Dawn hesitated before tapping the second option with uncertainty.
Suggestion
Subject Johanna's Vagina or Custom Selection
Again, Dawn hesitated, but as she read and reread the prompt, it started to make sense in her head. If her mother's butt were dirty enough to be a shoe, then so would her front bum. After all, that was where the pee came from.
Smiling to herself and nodding at her own logic, she selected the suggested option and was again taken to the customisation page. Like with the rest of her outfit, Dawn slid the indicator down the line all the way to the bottom, the image of the sneakers becoming discoloured and particularly battered by the time the value reached 0.
She tapped the Save button.
Dawn was again taken back to the list of her mother's parts. Dawn smiled; her outfit was complete, and she tapped the flashing GENERATE button.
WARNING
Not all parts of the subject Johanna have been assigned. Do you wish to generate them anyway and discard the remaining parts or bank them for later use?
GO BACK BANK DISCARD
"Oh! Mummy said to never spend her money on the phone," Dawn said, her eyes brightening as she remembered what her mother had told her when she started playing games on the phone.
She tapped the DISCARD button.
Dawn nodded. She was doing very good.
The remaining components of her mother were sent to the recycle bin before being emptied when it emptied itself, a data-saving option Johanna hadn't even realised she'd agreed to when she first downloaded the app.
After the majority of her mother was deleted, a burst of light like what had appeared before burned into existence and faded just as quickly, leaving a pile of heavily worn clothes on the floor at Dawn's bare feet.
"Yay! It worked!" Dawn cheered, jumping in celebration.
Chapter II
Dawn's First Orgasm
Johanna tried to blink as blinding light consumed her vision, but her eyes were frozen. A blurry shadow eclipsed the bluenette's vision.
"Yay! It worked!" Boomed her daughter's magnified, high-pitched voice, which was soon followed by the ground shaking beneath her.
It didn't take long for Johanna's eyes to adapt, shapes and colour trickling back into existence before being refined by details, revealing a world that was unmistakably the same yet eerily altered. The once comforting sight of her living room was now a vast expanse that stretched far beyond her limited vision. Her little girl was now towering over her, a looming immature giant that flooded her awareness with a fear she didn't quite understand.
"Now to try on my new clothes!" the giant girl chirped excitedly, throwing off her clothes without care for where they landed or the mess she was making in the living room before bending down and reaching out for her.
The urge to turn and run away burned through Johanna's awareness, dissolving the concern for the mess, but she quelled the instinct, not that she could move anyway. Surely, her daughter would be gentle. Dawn wouldn't hurt her.
The feeling of Dawn's giant fingers closing around her made Johanna mentally flinch, and her stomach dropped … no something lower than her stomach. It felt like her womb was flying into the air. Johanna wanted to squeeze her eyes shut, but they remained frozen.
Dawn stretched Johanna's womb, pulled it over her head and dragged the shirt down her body.
"Oh my God!"
Johanna had never felt so bloated, so stretched in her life. It was like she was heavily pregnant with quintuplets. She could feel her skin stretching thin, her daughter's giant nipples threatening to rip their way out with every steady breath her titanous daughter took. Was it supposed to feel like this?
She felt like her body was being violated by her daughter's chest.
It was wrong.
Every breath felt worse than the one before, her giant daughter's nipples penetrating her womb over and over again.
Phantom tears welled in Johanna's eyes.
The shirt barely stretched past Dawn's belly button, her pale white undies several inches below the hem, and it was easy to see not only the shape of the young giantess's nipples but even their colour! Johanna could even make out Dawn's pale skin beneath the taunt material.
"Wait! I'm too small! Dawn, you have to stop. You didn't make me the right size!" Johanna tried to shout, but the air around her remained as silent as ever, apart from the minute shifting of her daughter.
Dawn bent forward again, and Johanna felt her womb drag up her daughter's back and tighten around the giant bumpy nipples.
"Ah! Please! Stop!" Johanna mentally shrieked.
Dawn's warm fingers curled around Johanna's head, and soon, she flew into the air, the wind stinging her eyes. The world blurred around her as the giantess rotated her.
"These are so cute," Dawn cooed as she lowered the spats and stepped into the leg holes.
Pain spiked through Johanna's mind as she flew higher and higher. She could feel her face stretching as her head wrapped around her giant daughter's thighs. Firm, puffy wrinkles pressed into the back of her face, pushing out her cheeks and lengthening her face.
Johanna could even see the ridges of her face as it was distorted into the shape of her daughter's preadolescent pussy, the undergarment beneath her not doing anything to hold back the powerful, intimate muscle.
Then there was the taste. The helpless bluenette's ethereal tongue puckered with the sour flavour of unripe fruit of her daughter's pussy mingling with the bitterness of Dawn's arsehole.
First, her giant daughter had raped her womb, and now she was forcing her to taste her pussy and ass.
But it didn't stop there.
Dawn's boulder-sized toes tapped virgin asshole.
"N-No…" Johanna gasped, pain flooding her mind as her daughter's giant bare foot slowly dragged its way inside her ass, stretching it, widening it, defiling it.
Dawn pressed into the heavily worn sneaker, the heel folding in as she scrunched her toes and pushed her foot deeper. She twisted and ground her foot, forcing her foot to fit into the snug shoe before cramming her finger in the back to pull the heel back out.
"Wow, they feel better than new," Dawn said, happy the shoes didn't feel like new, all rigid and stiff, they were soft and relaxed from being pre-broken in - heavily broken in. Completely ignorant of her mother's weeping soul.
"F-Fuck … D-Dawn … it … it hurts." Johanna gasped, phantom tears streaming down her face. She felt like her body was being ripped apart. She was so full. Too much. She would burst.
Then Dawn started putting on the other shoe, forcing her foot into too her mother's tight pussy - it was almost a blessing that the sneakers were so heavily abused, allowing the fabric to stretch past their usual limits, or Dawn really would have destroyed Johanna's pussy and ass.
"No! S-Stop! P-Please!" Johanna begged.
Dawn pushed her foot deeper.
Johanna felt her snatch stretched beyond natural limits.
The giant girl twisted, ground and kicked her foot, raping her mother as she forced the too-small shoe to fit. The beaten fabric walls stretched around her foot comfortably once she'd forced her way inside.
Dawn wiggled her toes, feeling the squish of her mother's inner walls around her feet as she pushed them into the shoes. The sneakers hugged her feet snugly, and she couldn't help but smile at the comfort she felt. She had no idea that her every movement sent spasms of horrendous pain through her mother's being.
Dawn pranced to her bedroom, her heart racing with excitement to see her new outfit in the mirror. The Piplup-themed spats felt snug and warm around her legs, and she couldn't help but wiggle her toes inside the cosy shoes. Little did she know, her mother's face was stretched and trapped between her thighs, feeling every step, every toe wiggle, every minute movement.
Dawn's heart raced excitedly as she strutted into her bedroom. Each step she took felt like a gentle, comforting hug.
As the younger bluenette approached the mirror, her cheeks grew rosier, and she felt a warmth spread through her loins as the spats rode higher with each step, the rapidly building friction igniting a carnal flame between her legs. It was a confusing feeling, one she had never felt before, not in this way.
Dawn twirled around in her new outfit, admiring her reflection as the fabric of the spats tightened, further distorting her mother's face and increasing the weird pressure on her pussy.
"Wow, I look so cute!" she exclaimed.
Dawn's hands roamed over her outfit, smoothing out the wrinkles in the shirt, trying to pull it down only for it to snap back into place, only serving to torment her mother further.
Her fingertips brushed, the slight touch sending jolts of pleasure through her body, and she quickly found herself getting lost in the sensation. The fabric of the spats was so thin that even the lightest of touches made Dawn squirm in place as her unexplored body called for her.
Johanna couldn't take much more. She was in Hell.
"Dawn... I can't... I can't take it," she pleaded, her body stretched and filled beyond belief. She could feel her seams threatening to tear apart. But her daughter was deaf to her desperate cries for mercy.
Dawn spun around again, her mother's face distorting more as the fabric pinched, pulling Johanna deeper.
She was almost flossing her giant daughter's pussy through her underwear.
Dawn didn't understand it, but she couldn't take it any more. She all but dove onto her bed her bed and opened her legs. Johanna silently screamed in agony as several seems popped and a tiny hole formed over her mouth, and her daughter's giant fingers appeared in her vision, rapidly growing closer.
Unsure of what to do with these feelings, Dawn tentatively placed her hand over her crotch, feeling the flimsy fabric of her spats pressing into her. Her breathing grew heavier as she began to rub herself through the material, the friction sending waves of pleasure through her body as she all but ground her mother's face into her pussy.
Her hand grew bolder, her fingers moving in circles, increasing the pressure before backing off, it was like they had a brain all their own. The fabric of her spats was damp and on the verge of soaking as she explored her body and basked in the building heat between her thighs.
Dawn closed her eyes and tilted her head back, focusing on nothing other than the powerful feelings overtaking her body.
The strange need grew stronger.
Dawn applied more pressure, her trimmed nails cutting into the flimsy, abused material, easily finding the small hole that had been her mother's mouth.
"O-Oh God!" Dawn gasped, sliding her fingertip into the hole and quickly widening it as the sensations grew.
With a sudden wave of desire and pleasure, she couldn't help herself and tore through the material, sliding her panties underwear apart and sliding her inexperienced fingers into her snatch, not even slowing as she destroyed her mother's face.
Dawn gasped, the cool of the air kissing her carnal lips. She moved her fingers faster, tearing the hole wider and wider as her pussy became wetter and wetter.
Wet slaps filled the air, but Dawn didn't care as she rapidly approached something new. Her body tensed and shook. Her fingers moved faster and faster. She was close. So close. To what she didn't know, but she was close!
Her body violently shook, and a high-pitched orgasmic cry tore from her lips as she experienced her first-ever orgasm. Her juices erupted from her snatch, staining her sheets and what remained of her spats as her legs trembled violently.
She'd never experienced anything like this in her life.
.
.
.
Dawn lay atop her bed, breathing heavily for a long time and explored herself again and again until the room stunk of her sex, and she was surprised her fingers hadn't started to prune with her juices.
Eventually, she summoned the motivation to stand up and take off her ruined clothes. She'd completely destroyed her spats. There was even a tiny hole in the butt she hadn't even realised she'd made.
"I hope mom won't be too mad that I ripped my new shorts … at least my new top and shoes are ok, though," Dawn said nervously before walking to the bin and dropping her mother's face into it. "I wonder when mom will come back," she thought aloud as she turned to her dresser and went to look for another pair of shorts - and a clean pair of undies.
Within minutes she had gotten changed and left to explore the town, introducing a new hell to her mother as she forced Johanna's ass and pussy to experience the rough ground and cold, wet mud and slush. She'd completely forgotten about the spats in the trash, leaving her mother's face to wait to be thrown away. All the while, she continued to feel her giant daughter defiling her womb, ass and pussy with every second that Passed.