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Transformation Classroom Lesson VI: Sweets Time

The next in the TF Classroom series. This one was for MorganLing, and he wanted a TF into the plump Majin Buu from Dragon Ball Z. I’ve never watched DBZ, but Majin Buu has always been a cute character design to me.

I did a little bit of research and, like...as far as I can tell, Majin Buu and Satan are boyfriends, right?

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Koro-sensei wasn't exactly in a good mood.

He wasn't in a bad mood really, he was just kind of...it was hard to describe. He was laying on the floor of the classroom. He wasn't tired or anything, he just didn't...feel like doing anything. Being stuck inside this room for all this time was starting to wear on him. He wanted to go outside, fly around, do things that he used to do, but he couldn't. He had thought that the back door might just be a portal to anywhere he could use to mess around, but it seemed like the room's creator only wanted it to be used when a student was in the room.

"Nyuuuu..." he moaned. "Can't I just go outside for a little bit? I'd come right back. You know how fast I can be." Whatever the response was, it seemed to be quite a long one, as Koro-sensei laid back, not doing anything, before sitting up.

"Surely it's not that hard to just...go back?" he asked. "I could just be a millisecond. That's all I'd nee--even then?" He sighed, and fell back again.

"Okay. Okay. We'll get to ten, and then, right? That's a promise, okay?" He pointed a tentacle up at the ceiling. "A promise! Promise to me, now!" Another pause, and then Koro-sensei sat up once more. "Hey! Not fair! You better promise to me once I'm done!" He scrambled to his feet, shuffling towards the door and opening it pre-emptively. He barely even properly looked at the student - brown hair, green shirt, who cared, he had stuff to do. Just get this over with quick. He reached out with a tentacle, guiding the student into the room.

"Yes, yes, this is whatever you're looking for, come in, please, tell me your name, mine is on the board, blah blah blah." Koro-sensei rattled off, eager to get this over with. He shuffled the surprised boy into the room, sitting him down in a chair, then moved back to the front of the classroom, looking expectantly at his next student.

The student said nothing, paralyzed with the speed at which he'd been swept into the room. It was somewhat lucky that Koro-sensei had done it so quick - since he hadn't actually been in the room when he'd seen Koro-sensei, his mind wasn't being affected by the classroom, so he would've recognized the strange appearance of his apparent teacher as being truly strange, and would have probably run away screaming.

The boy had short brown hair, and was wearing a green shirt, like Koro-sensei had briefly observed, but he was now getting a better look at the kid. He seemed pretty young looking, although Koro-sensei suspected he was older than he looked - just had a naturally young appearance. He was wearing a pair of brown shorts, and some black trainers with white socks beneath. His eyes were a dark blue. If Koro-sensei was feeling rude, the word he might come up with was...generic. The shirt didn't even have a design on it. Honestly. There was an awkward silence, as the student's brain tried to catch up with what had happened in the last 10 seconds, broken by Koro-sensei slamming his tentacle down on the desk.

"Come on, come on, we don't have all day! Your name! Tell me!" he said, hardly bothering to restrain his impatience. He now noticed that student was carrying a book in his hands, held tightly against his chest. The kid slowly relaxed, setting the book quietly down on his desk, revealing the cover; The Great Book of Chocolate. It was a thick book, the hardcover suggesting it was some sort of recipe book.

The student opened his mouth, and said, somewhat timidly, "It's...Morgan."

"Great. Excellent." Koro-sensei replied. "And you want to..."

"Um...make chocolate?" Morgan offered, putting a hand on the book he'd set on the desk.

"And you want to do that because..." Koro-sensei rolled a tentacle around, gesturing for Morgan to hurry up.

"...because chocolate is nice?"

Koro-sensei looked at him, grin ever present - but there was a sense of incredulousness behind the face. He was quiet for a moment, and then...

"Good enough. Let's go." He shuffled past Morgan, heading towards the door at the back of the room. Morgan didn't move from his seat, simply turning around in his chair to look at his very impatient teacher. Koro-sensei opened the door...and was met with a brick wall.

Koro-sensei was quiet for a moment, then slowly closed the door, and turned around to look at Morgan. "Fine...I'll do it properly..." he said, and shuffled back to the front of the class.

"What was in the--" Morgan began, but was cut off by Koro-sensei, restarting the spiel.

"My name, oh venerable student, is Koro-sensei", he began, and gestured a tentacle towards the board. "I have taken the liberty of already explaining the subtle wordplay behind my name on the board, so please refer to that if you are ever confused. Now, what is your name?"

"Uh, I already told you." Morgan said. This guy was...weird.

"Yes, but I'm doing it over from the start. Please just tell me your name again."

"It's...Morgan." Morgan replied.

"Morgan. A nice name. A serviceable name. Not...far off. Alright." Koro-sensei looked down at Morgan. "So, you wish to make chocolate. Why would that be?"

"Because it's nice." Morgan said, unsure if that was what Koro-sensei wanted. Unfortunately, this did not seem to be case.

"Mmm...true, but I think you might want to think over that answer a bit more." Koro-sensei replied. "Of course, chocolate is nice, but there are lots of things that are nice that I imagine you never felt you needed to take a course to learn how to make."

"I guess so." Morgan said.

"So, I think the reason you're here is something a little deeper than 'it's nice'." Koro-sensei said. "Am I wrong?"

"I...never really thought about it all that much." Morgan said. "I just saw the sign on the noticeboard, and I thought..."

"You thought enough about it to pre-emptively buy a book on the subject." Koro-sensei replied, gesturing to the book on Morgan's desk. He began walking past Morgan once more.

"I mean...I guess I just wanna make people happy? Chocolate and sweets and stuff, that makes me happy." Morgan said. "I dunno if I'm good for much, but, maybe this might be something I'm good at."

Koro-sensei paused. Oh. This might be a bit deeper than even that...

"Not good for much? Why do you say that?" Koro-sensei asked.

"I...it doesn't matter."

Koro-sensei turned around, and came to Morgan's side. "Morgan, I think you'll find it's what matters the most." He rested a tentacle on Morgan's back in a show of comfort.

"I..." Morgan was at a loss for words. "I mean, I've never...I feel like I'm not...useful to anyone. I just...I want some kind of way to be of some kind of worth. I saw the leaflet, and I thought...I dunno. Chocolate's an easy way to make people happy, so..."

"You don't have to be useful to be worth something." Koro-sensei replied.

"What?" Morgan asked, confused by the statement.

"Your existence of inherent worth, Morgan." Koro-sensei said. "The fact that you are alive now is of worth. The idea that you should have to do something to prove that you are worthy, that you should be...allowed to exist, is a toxic one that has no place in the world of today."

Morgan was silent. He hadn't expected this from a class about making chocolate. "I...I don't know if that's true, Mr...Koro-sensei." he mumbled.

"Just Koro-sensei is fine." Koro-sensei replied. "Perhaps I'm going a bit quick for you. Why don't we get started with the lesson instead? I think you'll understand better by then." He took his tentacle off Morgan's back, and turned towards the back of the room, opening the door there.

This time, there was a kitchen inside. The room wasn't as big as the pool from before, which Koro-sensei was glad for - it would probably go down easier. Chances were it was still physically impossible for whatever building the room had manifested in, but it wasn't SO obviously impossible that someone might run away. He stepped to the side, letting Morgan see. It was a very clean looking kitchen, with everything you would expect to find in a restaurant kitchen, polished to a mirror sheen. Pots, pans, a larder, a fridge/freezer, multiple small ovens and one big one. Koro-sensei looked at it with delight.

"You didn't think we'd have a class about making food without a kitchen, did you?" Koro-sensei said, turning to Morgan, his ever present grin seeming friendly and kind. "Come on. Let's make some sweets."

Morgan picked up his book, and left his desk, walking into the kitchen. Koro-sensei shuffled in after him, closing the door behind them.

"So, we'll start with chocolate, right?" Koro-sensei said. "Hand me your book for a moment, we should find some appropriate tools and ingredients. What do you want to make?"

"Um...just some chocolate bars to start with, I think." Morgan said, handing the book to Koro-sensei.

"That should be simple enough!" Koro-sensei replied, flipping through the pages to find a recipe for a chocolate bar. "Here we are!" He set the open book down on the counter, letting Morgan look at it.

"Half a cup plus one tablespoon of cacao or cocoa powder..." Morgan read. Koro-sensei shuffled over to the larder, and opened it up. It was empty, except for a single bag of cocoa powder. Morgan kept reading off ingredients, and Koro-sensei would shuffle to find them - wherever he looked, in drawers or cupboards, the container was always completely empty except for the exact thing they required. Coconut oil, vanilla flavouring, cocoa nibs...quickly enough, they had the ingredients and equipment assembled, ready for cooking.

"Okay, now what?" Morgan asked.

"Morgan, you're supposed to be learning, aren't you?" Koro-sensei replied. "I'm really just here to make sure nothing goes wrong. What does the book say?"

"Uhh...combine the coconut oil with the vanilla...I didn't think vanilla would go into chocolate..." Morgan said, reading from the book.

"You'd be surprised." Koro-sensei replied, simply.

Morgan added the ingredients into a mixing bowl they had pulled out, stirred it a bit, then added in the cacao, and began stirring more. "It says...stir until it thickens. I mean...how thick?" he asked.

"Mmm...let me see. May I?" Koro-sensei replied, coming up behind Morgan. Morgan stepped to the side, and Koro-sensei took up the mixing bowl, curling it under one tentacle, and taking the whisk in the other. He gently placed the whisk in the bowl...and then began stirring faster than possible for a human.

The whisk sounded like a car motor, the speed Koro-sensei was stirring it at. Morgan stared, wide-eyed at the spectacle, but it only lasted for a couple of seconds before he finished. He set the mixing bowl back down. "I think that should be thick enough", he said. "Now what?"

"Uhh...it says to pour it into a flat container, and then...put it in the freezer." Morgan said.

"Excellent!" Koro-sensei exclaimed. "With the time spent waiting for that to freeze, we can make lots more treats as well!"

It was a productive few hours to say the least. Morgan himself lost track of time - he was enjoying the cooking, and he was strangely enthralled by Koro-sensei's eccentricities, the rather odd, yet effective approach he had to teaching. It was mostly just reading from the book, but Koro-sensei would have Morgan go back to previous recipes and try to do them by memory, correcting him if he went wrong.

After some time, they'd built up quite a backlog of chocolate of all kinds - bars, brownies, cupcakes. Koro-sensei had wanted to make a full chocolate cake as well, but Morgan had said that was probably a bit much for a beginner like him, and they might as well just stick with the small stuff for now.

"Now comes the best part!" Koro-sensei announced suddenly. "Eating what we've made!"

"Oh!" Morgan said, surprised. "I thought...I was just gonna take them home or something. Share them with other people."

"Oh, Morgan." Koro-sensei replied, shuffling towards the freezer they'd stored the bars in earlier. "You should learn to appreciate yourself and your work! We can make things for other people later. Right now, these are the fruits of your labour, so you should enjoy them!" He pulled the tray of chocolate bars out of the fridge - they'd already been cut into squares, although Morgan couldn't remember doing that. "Go on, take a bite. Or two. Or three." Koro-sensei offered.

"Uh...just one for now. Don't wanna get sick, haha." Morgan chuckled, breaking off a couple of squares, and throwing them in his mouth. They hit his tongue, and...

Oh, wow.

He kind of couldn't believe the chocolate was something he'd made. It tasted...really good. It was cold from having just been in the fridge yet it was still like it was melting on his tongue.

"Did I...you didn't like, swap these out for someone else's, did you?" Morgan asked.

"I'd never do something like that", Koro-sensei replied. "Why do you say so?"

"It's just...it's super good. I wouldn't expect it to be something a beginner could do." Morgan said.

"Try another piece, if you're not sure" Koro-sensei said. "I can guarantee it's what you made with your own hands." Morgan reached out, breaking off a couple more squares of chocolate...and then it really started.

It seemed it was going feet first, this time. The black trainers were getting lighter, their colour beginning to brighten, as the cuffs began to rise around his ankles, hiding the white socks from view. The material was getting shinier, smoother, as the black lightened to a pale yellow, then going towards a more ostentatious bright yellow, almost the colour of custard. His trainers had practically become boots, as the cuffs reached up to around his shins. Morgan kept breaking off squares of chocolate - he couldn't seem to stop himself. They tasted super good.

Now his socks were coming back up, rising over the cuffs of the boots, but they were darker, turning grey, dark grey, before going a solid black. The material was clinging closer to his legs, as they began to get a bit plumper...but whatever was happening there was being blocked by what was happening to his shorts.

Morgan kept breaking off chocolate and putting it into his mouth. There was a part of him that said something was wrong, that he shouldn't be eating so much chocolate, but he didn't seem to pay it much mind - the chocolate was addictive, and it was overriding everything else. His shorts were starting to puff out, getting longer, but bunching up so it didn't go too far below his knees. The brown was being washed out, turning white, as the pockets sealed up, and the material began to pleat, folding over itself. Underneath the changing clothes, his legs were getting thicker, his hips widening, and re-adjusting for what was to come.

Morgan came to the end of the big bar of chocolate. He was...amazed at himself. How had he eaten that much so quickly? He was about to say something, but Koro-sensei was already putting a tray of cupcakes in front of him. It was like the teacher had read his mind. He immediately grabbed a couple and started chowing down, finding them just as good as the bars he'd made earlier.

"Hehehe...Are you...sure these are mine?" Morgan said, his voice getting a little squeakier. "They're...mmf...they're so good."

"Yes, I'm positive they're yours." Koro-sensei replied. "Keep eating if you don't believe me, nyuruhuhuhu." He couldn't help but giggle. This was coming along very nicely.

As Morgan put the cupcakes away, his belly was starting to react to the mass of chocolate he'd pumped into it. It began to swell, pushing out into a little bit of pudge, before bloating out incredibly. His gut swelled tremendously with every cupcake he put in, causing his shirt to ride up, covering only his chest. His skin colour was deepening, going from a pale pink, to a more rosy pink, as his belly became smooth and rubbery. A belt looped itself around his belly, coming from nowhere, and tightening around it. The belt was black, with a gold buckle, and a single black letter on the buckle - a stylized M.

Koro-sensei put a tray of brownies next to the cupcakes, which were half finished. Morgan immediately started alternating, grabbing a brownie and then a cupcake. Another tray of small chocolate squares was placed next to that as well, and now Morgan was grabbing from all three. His belly kept swelling, pushing against the counter of the kitchen, and his chest was swelling now too, turning the same rosy pink colour, becoming smooth and rubbery, like his belly. His green shirt split open, as the sleeves on his arms pulled back. The collar pulled away from the shirt by itself as the shirt became darker. The bright green became a forest green, then darkened to black, with a gold trip around the edge, turning the shirt into a little vest that could barely hang on to his swelling body.

The separated collar was doing its own thing, becoming looser around his broadening shoulders. The front of the collar began to twist over itself, splitting and then joining back together, becoming tied around his neck. Meanwhile, the back of the collar was extending, filling out, cascading down over his shoulders and down his partially exposed back, as the colour went from green to a light purple, turning the collar into a cape that looked kind of silly on his expanding body.

The skin on his arms turned pinker as well, turning to that same smooth, rubbery texture, but a set of small holes opened up on his triceps. Morgan giggled at the sensation, his voice getting squeakier still. He stepped back from the counter for a bit, taking a break. It was only 5 or so seconds, but it was enough time for mittens to appear on his hands, the same custard yellow as the boots upon his feet. Morgan didn't seem to notice, as he went straight back to gobbling up the chocolate Koro-sensei had laid out for him.

His head was the last part to change, as his brown hair, what there was of it, fell off his head, falling to the floor. The skin on his face was getting just as pink and rubbery, as his cheeks swelled, fat bunching up there, making his cheeks look like a hamster's. His face was...simplifying, his nose depressing into his face, as his lips became thinner, and he closed his eyes in joy as they became small and squinty. Holes appeared around his bare forehead, and he giggled again as they came in - he seemed to let out a little gust of air from the holes on his body in joy. His ears were becoming rounder and circular, fusing to the sides of his head as the holes became bigger.

There was one last touch, as he shoveled the last of the chocolate into his mouth. Something was pushing up against the top of his head from underneath the skin. It struggled briefly, before finally breaking free - a small, tentacle like appendage, not dissimilar to Koro-sensei's own, appeared, and twitched a little bit. Koro-sensei seemed a little mesmerized by it. He gave it a touch, before looking down at the diminutive little fellow Morgan had become.

"Well, how do you feel?" he asked.

"Heeheehee! Buu feels great!" Buu said, patting his stomach with a mitten. "More chocolate please!"

"Ahh, I apologize, Majin Buu", Koro-sensei said with a bow, "but it appears you've eaten our entire stock!"

"Aww..." Buu looked downhearted as he began sort of waddling towards the exit, back to the classroom. "But Buu is reaaaaaaally hungry!"

Koro-sensei followed after him, closing the door to the kitchen behind them. "I know, Majin Buu, but I can't give you something I don't have! You'll have to go out and find snacks yourself. Maybe get yourself a nice ice cream! I'd love an ice cream. It's been too long since I had one." he lamented.

"Maybe Buu get you one too!" Buu said excitedly, rushing towards the door.

"Nyuruhuhuhu. Don't worry about your teacher, Buu. Just enjoy yourself." Koro-sensei grinned.

"Okay! See you!" Buu replied, and rushed out the door, closing it behind him.

Koro-sensei looked at the door, feeling a little deflated. He'd wanted some of the chocolate too, but...well, the student came first. Hopefully they were happier now, happier being themselves. He hoped that for all his students.

"And hey!" he exclaimed. "No mess, this time!"

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