Comm - GRrreat Breakfast
Flat Coloured Commission for zerafon
Zerafon is approached by a cereal company looking to hire a product tester for it's newly developed cereal line. After a variety of interviews and thumbs up from management, he'd finally finished "skimming" and signing an incredibly long and overwritten legal non-disclosure agreement. "It was just cereal, it was kind of ridiculous how over-protective their legal team was over a taste-testing job!" at least, that's what he thought at the time.
The sugary cereal was placed in front of him as he was left alone in a sealed testing environment, as men in lab coats with clipboards noted everything down. Zerafon was a little nervous about how serious everyone was about this simple test, he had only been given a short brief before entering the room, but everyone was behind protective glass. Did he somehow miss something vitally important in the NDA? Did this new cereal contain explosive ingredients or something?!
Doing as instructed, he nervously brought a spoonful of milk and artificially sweetened corn flakes to his lips, taking a big savour-y bite.
There was something about it's taste and texture, something familiar but different. His entire body had begun to grow hot as he felt compelled to take another bite, then another, and another. All while the researchers behind the glass gasped and cheered in shock and awe, unbeknownst to him.
Zerafon's body was rapidly growing, his mind was completely preoccupied by the cereal and it was as if everything around him and happening to him had vanished. He was in a trance, all he could think about was feeling energized and supercharged by the bowl of mysterious flakes he'd been consuming. He felt like he could run a marathon, or take on olympic athletes, he snickered and let out a bellowing laugh as whiskers shot out from his face.
Tiger stripes began to consume part of his cheek, as his face took on an unnaturally clean and cartoonish look.
This wasn't a job to test cereal at all, it had become clear to Zera- no...T-Tony? That name just felt better...
No... it felt GRRREAT! His body! This cereal! SPORTS! They're all G-G-GRRRRREEAT!
As his tail burst out and striped fur ran down his limbs, Tony soon had trouble remembering anything but being a cereal mascot.
Zerafon is approached by a cereal company looking to hire a product tester for it's newly developed cereal line. After a variety of interviews and thumbs up from management, he'd finally finished "skimming" and signing an incredibly long and overwritten legal non-disclosure agreement. "It was just cereal, it was kind of ridiculous how over-protective their legal team was over a taste-testing job!" at least, that's what he thought at the time.
The sugary cereal was placed in front of him as he was left alone in a sealed testing environment, as men in lab coats with clipboards noted everything down. Zerafon was a little nervous about how serious everyone was about this simple test, he had only been given a short brief before entering the room, but everyone was behind protective glass. Did he somehow miss something vitally important in the NDA? Did this new cereal contain explosive ingredients or something?!
Doing as instructed, he nervously brought a spoonful of milk and artificially sweetened corn flakes to his lips, taking a big savour-y bite.
There was something about it's taste and texture, something familiar but different. His entire body had begun to grow hot as he felt compelled to take another bite, then another, and another. All while the researchers behind the glass gasped and cheered in shock and awe, unbeknownst to him.
Zerafon's body was rapidly growing, his mind was completely preoccupied by the cereal and it was as if everything around him and happening to him had vanished. He was in a trance, all he could think about was feeling energized and supercharged by the bowl of mysterious flakes he'd been consuming. He felt like he could run a marathon, or take on olympic athletes, he snickered and let out a bellowing laugh as whiskers shot out from his face.
Tiger stripes began to consume part of his cheek, as his face took on an unnaturally clean and cartoonish look.
This wasn't a job to test cereal at all, it had become clear to Zera- no...T-Tony? That name just felt better...
No... it felt GRRREAT! His body! This cereal! SPORTS! They're all G-G-GRRRRREEAT!
As his tail burst out and striped fur ran down his limbs, Tony soon had trouble remembering anything but being a cereal mascot.
Category All / Transformation
Species Tiger
Gender Male
Size 1859 x 1982px
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