You sat casually on a couch with your hands behind your head in the pink and purple themed room, almost half asleep at this point. It was supposed to be a nice evening. Even better considering that your beloved Ivankov was coming home soon. He was out all day doing some random thing. Probably going hardcore OCD renovation on the main hall with all the other okama. Doesn’t matter though. As long as he comes back. You weren’t like clingy females. Thank god you were a guy. That’s the last thing you wanted to be doing; hanging off him like some fragile being with tits.
“Tch.” You scoffed at the thought. “Friggin girls. Who am I to say anything different though? All of us here are exactly that at mind. Wow I’m a harsh asshole.” You chuckled to yourself, closing your eyes in an attempt to go for a quick nap in wait for him, since you did kinda miss him throughout the day.
Not two seconds after you shut your eyes did the door burst open, as to which you opened an eye to see what that was for. Of course, strutting in the room was Ivankov himself, all prideful and fabulous.
“I’m back _______~! Didja miss me?” Ivankov asked cockily, strutting up to you.
“Nope.” You lied, trying to be a teasing bastard as a smirk played on your face.
“Oh, harsh! Way to make your love feel HURT!” He emphasized, falling to the floor in an over-dramatic fashion.
“Oi, be happy I’m not a clingy over-attached feeeeeeeeeeeeeeemale~!” You laughed, turning on your side to his fallen form.
Ivankov looked back up at you. “Well maybe I want you to be clingy!” He pouted. “Speaking of females, I think that’s what I’m in the mood for~!”
“Wait wha- AH!” You yelped.
Not getting a chance to object, Ivankov had picked himself up from the floor swiftly and extended the long needles of fingers he had when using his devil fruit. Quickly, he had jabbed you in your side and began doing the devious thing he loved to do; injecting the female hormone into you. Almost instantly, your body began morphing into that of a girls. You gained curves, a toned butt, and a lovely pair of voluptuous tits. The hoodie you were wearing soon became fuller at the top, and brought it up a few centimeters due to the new flesh at your chest. Now in a state of shock, you sat there with your mouth agape, staring at Ivankov like a moron.
“What the FUCK!” You finally spoke, anger becoming the dominant expression, but only for a moment. At the sound of your voice, you covered your mouth, hearing that it was a much higher pitch than it normally was. “You fucking asshole!”
Ivankov just burst out laughing at you, loving the hilarity of your expression and reaction to the sudden transformation.
“You think it’s funny?! Turn me back now!” You yelled, voice full of anger.
“It IS funny! Your voice! It suits you so well!” He laughed.
“Christ!” You mumbled, flipping him off and pulling your knees up to your chest and wrapping your arms around them, pouting silently and turning away on your more feminine form. It was harder for you to sit like that though, since you now had boobs instead of a toned chest. You proceeded to grumble and complain angrily under your breath with furrowed brows, putting a nasty scowl on your feminine features.
“Aw, someone a little pissy about being a giiiiirl~? Well then why don’t I even it out for you then?” Ivankov said, taking a stab at himself and turning his own body into his female self.
You said naught a word, as you were extremely pissed off still. You kept yourself at the end of the couch, staring down at the cushioned arm of it with rage. Ivankov would have none of that. He casually strolled up to the couch and took a seat right next to you, intentionally sitting extremely close to you.
“Feel better now that it’s even out a bit~?” He asked with a teasing tone.
“Just because I’m bisexual doesn’t mean you can just turn into a girl and expect it to work.” You mumbled. “Didn’t need to strip me of my manhood either you prick.” You added sharply.
“Ooo, what a sharp tongue you have ma’am~!”
“I’M A SIR.”
Ivankov just laughed. “You can’t be mad at ME~!” He insisted, pressing himself closer to you.
You just ignored him as best you could and focused on the fabric of the couch. You began counting threads as a distraction from the idiot beside you. Though it became harder and harder to do so with every inch he pressed his body against yours. Pretty soon, you couldn’t help but allow a light pink blush to dust your face as the closeness of his bodacious bewbs.
“For fuck sakes b-back up!” You protested, edging yourself further away, which wasn’t very far at all.
“Hmm? Is my _______ getting flustered~?” He teased.
“No! Piss off! You and your fucking boobs! You aren’t even supposed to have those naturally, and neither am I!”
Ivankov let out a small ‘tsk’ sound and reached out, grabbing your chin and turning you towards him. “_______, consider yourself lucky. Being who you are, you can get the best of both worlds, any time~!” He said without a hint of anger or frustration present. Just a smirk.
Only then, did he pull your sorry and pouty ass into a kiss. You were still pissed off at him for changing you to a girl just for his amusement, but you really couldn’t be that mad at him for long. Not with that level of persistence at least. No way in hell could you be mad. You flicked him in the head once before letting yourself kiss back slightly. This sign meant victory to Ivankov and he pressed his now female form closer to yours, earning a heavier blush from you.
Regardless, you broke the kiss before he did and you stared at him with dissatisfied eyes. “You’re still an asshole.”
“But you can’t hate me for long~!”
“Shut up and turn me back.” You scoffed, rolling your eyes.
With a smirk, Ivankov poked into your side with one of his sharpened fingers and injected the male hormone back into your body. Once again you went through the morphing process ad your feminine curves disappeared as your more male shape came back, along with your abs and normal, flat chest. Your hoodie was set back in its proper place now that there wasn’t that extra hunk of flesh occupying that space anymore.
“Thank you.” You said bluntly, your voice also returning to its normal pitch.
“You’re welcome, siiiiiiiiir.” Ivankov mocked, changing himself back into a male himself.
“Only the biggest~!”
“IVANKOV!” You shrieked, blush taking over your face.
He burst out laughing at your reaction, completely pissing himself.
“Yeah. ‘Best of both worlds’ he says. Smartass.” You mumbled, turning away.
“Want to find out right now~?” He asks, hearing you mumble.
“NO.” You answered loudly, standing up and walking away with a heavy blush covering your face.
Ivankov watched you leave the room all flustered and in a fret.
“What a cutie~!” He thought, coming up with plenty more ways to tease you in the future.