A Little Bit of Energy~! (Jinx TF)

 

It was a typical Friday afternoon for James as he sat himself down in the cushiony desk chair, bending down momentarily to press the power button for his computer. As it whirred and hummed to life, he took the brief seconds of loading to grab his headphones and plug them into the audio jack too - when he finally came back up the second time, he was greeted with the usual artsy photography login screen that was standard to Windows 10. Quickly typing in his password, the first thing James did as his desktop appeared was slide his wireless mouse over to the familiar gold and blue "L" logo and instantly double click, causing three words to appear in the center of his screen: League of Legends.

James had started playing the game when it was during the middle of it's third Season around five years ago now. He remembered being amazed at all the cool champions it had such as Elise, Zed, Hecarim and Kha'zix. Initially just playing all kinds of champions from the weekly free rotation, James found himself eventually enjoying the role of being an attack damage carry, or "marksmen" as they were called nowadays: Ranged champions that mostly dealt damage with their auto attacks who usually needed to buy items in order to scale into the late game and were often the most squishiest person on the team unless they were being supported by healers such as Soraka, Nami or Janna. James found something satisfying in playing a champion like Twitch and Tristana and just melting people's healthbars with crits in a matter of seconds once he was strong enough, but he also liked playing Ezreal and Draven for their ability to kill people across the map with their ultimate. As he continued to play League, James simply accepted that he'd probably just have to play those four champions for as long as he was interested in the game...

...At least until the later half of 2013, when Riot Games revealed their newest marksman: Jinx, the The Loose Cannon. She was basically the archenemy to Caitlyn and Vi, who were two champions that lived in the same place as Jinx in the lore of League: Vi and Caitlyn were effectively the good cop and the bad cop respectively, whilst Jinx was the equivalent of Joker or Harley Quinn; constantly causing havoc for the two law enforcers by destroying buildings, shooting things up and laughing maniacally whilst doing so.

But it wasn't just the character of Jinx that appealed to James - her kit was also really interesting; her passive granted her massive amounts of extra attack speed and movement speed whenever she either killed or assisted in killing a champion or turret that stacked endlessly. Her Q ability allowed her to switch between a minigun that stacked attack speed with every auto (up to three times) and a rocket launcher that was much slower in comparison, but was much longer in terms of range whilst also applying a small area of effect explosion. This meant that the minigun was excellent for taking down turrets when combined with her passive whilst her rocket launcher was better for team fights if the enemy was bunched up together. Jinx's W was basically a slow that did a decent amount of damage, and her e caused her to send out three traps in a line that rooted any enemy champion that walked over them.

But what was perhaps James's favourite part of Jinx in game was her R, or "ultimate" ability: Super Mega Death Rocket caused Jinx to fire out a massive missile that did extra damage based on how far it had travelled, as well as how low on health the first enemy champion it hit was - this made it perfect for using it to kill enemies on the other side of the map! James was so enthralled by Jinx's maniac personality, her playstyle and her punkish look of neon blue hair, tattoos and skimpy clothing that he immediately bought her the second she was available in the champion section of the league client's shop.

James still played Jinx five years after, despite her not being the greatest at moment - all this time and he still enjoyed destroying turrets in seconds and killing people from miles away with the ultimate. Logging into the League client now, James immediately clicked onto the PLAY button in the top left corner and selected his usual roles of bottom lane and mid lane before entering the queue. Within a couple of seconds a prompt to join a lobby popped onto the screen and James eagerly clicked ACCEPT... but instead of entering a lobby, the league client disappeared.

"What the hell?" James muttered. Just as he was about to hover back over to the shortcut, the league logo reappeared briefly before his screen was consumed entirely in black - all signs that he was about to enter the loading screen of a game, but James hadn't even picked a champion in the first place! As the loading screen finally appeared, James's confusion was only heightened by the fact that there was only one blank slot that was placed in the centre of the screen - James only realised it was him thanks to his account's name being on the bottom... but the fact that it was just him in the loading screen meant that he had to be in some sort of custom game as it was the only way to play a game completely alone in a game.

James huffed as he decided to wait until he loaded in before quitting the game, but soon a minute had passed with absolutely no change whatsoever. Eyeing the bottom right corner, James was frustrated to see the tiny blue loading circle swirling again and again - it meant that the game was loading, but why the hell was it taking so long?! It wasn't like he was playing this game on a toaster or something; not to mention the fact that League was known for being able to run on low end computers fairly decently. After waiting another minute with no visible change - even the champion he "selected" had filled the slot - James decided to alt tab out to his desktop and close the game's window... but when he did so, nothing happened. James tried it again, just in case he'd fat fingered another button - nothing happened. Clicking at the screen frantically, James looked back at the bottom right corner to see if the loading circle had frozen, but it was still swirling around and around in an almost teasing manner.

"Fucking Riot and their spaghetti code..." sighed James as he continued to click the screen in the hopes that it would eventually freeze and ask him to close the application, but it quickly proved to be as useful as his alt tab attempts. Putting two fingers on "control" and "alt" and another on "delete", James pressed down the buttons hard as if doing so would somehow increase the chance of it working... but the computer screen still remained on that god damn loading screen! Yanking his headphones off and slamming them onto his desk, James bent down again to perform the one thing he was absolutely, 100% sure would work: But as he prodded the power button, the triumphant grin he had on his face shifted into a grimace as his hand recoiled from the computer: As he'd pressed the button, a sharp shock had zapped his finger and practically flashed through him.

Standing bolt upright, James frowned at the slightly singed tip of his finger and gave it a quick kiss - and then a flicker of movement in the corner of his vision caught his attention: The loading screen was still there to his surprise, what was even more surprising was the fact that something had changed: There was now a champion filling the blank slot above his name, and it was a champion he was glad to see: It was Jinx in her default (and James's favourite) skin, and his happiness was only heightened by the fact that the percentage below his name was now at 1%.

"Finally!" he said as he fell back onto his chair. "This was starting to bore me..." As James continued to watch the loading screen, he felt his earlier confusion and annoyance fade away. After all, now that it was loading it would mean he'd just be able to quit the game instantly... but now that James thought about it, why would he want to quit the game? It was a little bit strange that Jinx was the champion he'd "chosen" when he hadn't even entered champion select... but he only saw it as a chance to practice even more with his favorite character.

As he thought about this James became aware of a slight tingling sensation around his finger, but he just assumed it was just a reaction from the static shock and didn't pay anymore attention to it - but if he'd looked he would have noticed that it no longer had the red, burnt blemish on its' tip; instead an almost marble whiteness was spreading out from it, making it look smoother and softer as well as making it seem that James had barely gone outside in his life. But the colour of James's skin wasn't the only thing that changed as the paleness completely covered his hand - his fingers became thinner and longer, their nails being coated in an almost inkish purple polish. Sliding up his arm now, the paleness caused any strand of body hair on James's arm to retreat back into his skin and melt away as if they'd never been there in the first place. His muscles changed too; his already lean limb becoming slightly thinner and gaining a somewhat feminine look to it as it reached up to his shoulder now - feeling a tension build around his his shoulder, James instinctively rolled it and let out a satisfied sigh as he heard it snap and crack, unaware that it had caved inwards; leaving James with a currently uneven pair of shoulders... But as the paleness swiftly shifted across to his other side, James felt the tension reappear and rolled that shoulder too, putting the cracks and snaps to the fact that his body was probably getting achy as he sat here waiting for the loading to finish.

10%...

As the paleness performed the same changes to James's left arm, it also back to trickle down his chest, melting away the little tufts of hair there and sending little tingles through him as it covered his nipples. A ticklish vibrating sensation suddenly appeared around James's stomach as the muscle there gradually disappeared, giving his waist a more feminine frame thanks to how smooth it looked - it didn't help that his ribs were slightly visible now and "pushed" his chest out slightly. However, James simply put the rumbling to hunger and was actually about to get up and find something to eat... but just as he was about to push himself out of the chair, something in his mind told him to stay: After all the loading was almost at 20% now, so he might as well wait for the game to start before quickly rushing out to grab some snacks.

20%...

The paleness now reaching James's waist, he started to wiggle around in his seat as a slight discomfort pooled around his pelvis, unaware that it was pushing out and widening into a rather womanly pair of hips that emphasized the thin hourglass physique that was beginning to form on his body. There was a lot more space inside James now a result of this change that was no doubt preparing for a later addition... James's thighs were next now, and just like his arms earlier the flesh there began to simply disappear, leaving them thin but with a rather sensual sheen to them thanks to the increasing paleness of his skin also melting away the forest of hair that rested on his legs as it passed over his knees and down his now scrawnier legs. Feeling an irritatingly familiar tension build down his lower limbs, James pushed his chair back in order to rest his feet against the desk and sighed once again as they popped, placing one leg ontop of the other as he wrapped his hands behind his head: The loading screen was at 25% now, so hopefully he wouldn't fall asleep like this before it finished... but as he stared at the screen, James felt his eyes move down towards his feet - for some reason he couldn't help but feel that something was off about them: Was it the fact that they looked as white as snow? Or was it because they looked so much smaller than he remembered them being? After a couple seconds of flexing and curling his toes, James finally realized what was wrong: He needed to apply some more polish to the nails! Whilst the current layer still looked rather fresh with the purple sheen, he was sure they'd need topping up after what he had planned later... James frowned at thought: What did he have planned for later? Something in the back of his mind told it was going to be really exciting and fun, but he couldn't recall the exact details-

30%...

James was snapped out of his thoughts as a scratchy dryness suddenly formed in his throat. Coughing and hacking hoarsely, his eyes darted around the room for a water bottle, but as he saw that there wasn't one on his desk he realised that he'd never actually brought on up in the first place: Of course this had to the happen on the one time he'd forgotten to do so - it felt like there was something stuck his throat, but the good thing was that it seemed to be disappearing with every cough.

"Ahem Ahem! Ahem...! AHEM!" with a final chesty hack, the thing in James's throat finally went away long with the dry scratchiness. Still clearing his throat, James rubbed his watering eyes as he took a gulp down his now completely smooth and slender neck. A couple seconds later a yawn forced itself up that neck, and as James opened his mouth to let it out he was surprised to not only hear a tiny crack as he did so, but to also feel it too: Immediately placing a hand on his jaw, James rubbed it gently, surprised at how soft the skin felt: He had shaved earlier in the day, but that was with an electric razor; the way his skin felt now was as if he'd used a blade - it was like James had never had stubble in his entire life... and for some reason, that didn't really sound strange to him. After all, even if he did, he had more fun and exciting things to do, didn't he?

40%...

The fact that the loading was just almost to halfway caused not only the eagerness in James to build, but also a sense of... annoyance?  Frustration? Chewing his lip, James began to wonder if there was really any point to playing the game once it loaded in: Sure, he enjoyed playing League... but for some reason he couldn't but feel he could do something a bit more physical, something that really got his heart pumping and his blood flowing. Plus it would count as exercise, wouldn't it? As he nibbled at a thin flake of skin on his lips, he was a surprised to taste a little sweetness trickling onto the tip of his tongue. Raising a spindly finger, he dabbed once at his lips and studied the tip - a faint purple blob now stuck to it. Of course it was just his lipstick - James had always loved the way it looked when he smiled; especially with the way it complimented his eyes...

James gritted his teeth as a stinging sensation suddenly sparked in his eyes. Rubbing them vigorously, James could feel his eyes watering up again as he tried to relieve himself of the discomfort - an eyelash must've fallen off because his eyelids kept spasming even whilst closed; not to mention that horrible feeling of something being pressed against his eyeball. After a couple seconds he pulled his hands away and was happy to find two long, thick lashes resting on them. Blinking a couple times, he then grabbed his phone out to inspect his reflection in the camera: The area around his eyes still looked red and puffy... but other than that, his pink coloured eyes looked as good as always, especially with that smoky mascara he always had on. Although... frowning at his reflection, James couldn't help but feel that something was off: His eyebrows looked a bit too bushy, and there was just something about his hair that was just so... boring now with it's shortness and sandy colour. Perhaps it was time to try something new with it; give himself a new look that showed off his energetic side... pushing a couple dangling locks out of the way, James couldn't help but smirk as he realised that he was already on his way to doing that.

Putting his phone away, James rolled his eyes as the locks continued to droop down in front of his vision. Licking his palm, he tried to slick the strands back... and it seemed to work this time. Checking the loading screen again, James was surprised to see that it was now sitting just over halfway at 55%, and couldn't stop himself from fistpumping and letting out an an enthusiastic "Yes!" as his hair started to grow out, stretching all the way down to his rear and pooling around his seat before twirling and wrapping around itself to form a pair of long braided ponytails. A couple moments later and James's blond hair began to be bathed in a bright neon blue that complimented his pink eyes, purple lips and pale skin.

60%...

A warm tingling feeling appeared around James's chest - the fabric of his shirt suddenly felt really rough against his nipples. Sliding a hand underneath, he gasped as his hand brushed against one of them and was surprised to notice just how hard and perky it was. A hint of red flushing over his face, James couldn't help but gently rub two fingers against it, causing a surge of pleasure to wash over him as a more lustful moan escaped his lips. The tingling continued to build around that area, and whilst James wasn't sure what was causing it, he definitely didn't want it to stop. Leaning his head back and biting down on his bottom lip, James continued to rub and massage his chest, seemingly unaware of the thick, cushiony flesh that was accumulating underneath his nipples. Unfortunately the sensation didn't last long and neither did the growth of his breasts as they were left at a mere B cup that just barely rounded out his white t shirt.

But as if to make up for this, the tingling sensation swarmed around James's rear and it began to fill with the same pillowy tissue that now rested on his chest; James felt himself rise a little bit as he gradually gained a big, bouncy and bubbly butt that filled and easily strained against his black trousers. Shifting around in his seat, James moaned as he felt the sensitive skin chafe against the friction of the seat - it was like he'd never had this ass before... but that was a silly thought, because he always remembered how it looked in those tight shorts of his~ It annoyed him that he wasn't actually wearing that at the moment, but he was sure he'd change into them once he felt excited enough.

70%...

And speaking of excitement... there was a certain part of James that was definitely eager after the sensual previous changes. Of course James lived all alone in his apartment, but as he began to slink a hand down towards the hem of his trousers he couldn't help but feel sort of... mischievous doing this for some reason. But as he felt his silky soft palm wrap around his already throbbing length, he just gave into his desires: After all, what was the worse that could happen~? As familiar wet slapping sound echoed around the room, James's mind began to steam up with images of his favourite champion... but the more that appeared, the more that he realised that he wasn't looking at Jinx from his perspective... he was imagining from hers. A shudder wrecked James's body at this revelation, and he moaned loudly as the strokes of his shaft fastened. How had he never thought about this before?! Of course it was really hot to picture staring at Jinx's feminine body... but having it was something else entirely: To walk and run around in that lithe and slender body... to feel that soft, velvety skin... wearing such skimpy and tight clothing... and just doing whatever came to her mind... having fun...!

"Mmmmmmm, fuck yes~!" James yelled, his legs now spread out wide across his desk as his hand worked up and down on his fully erect member. A tense heat had been building up inside of his crotch during this, and with every pleasurable second that passed it climbed up his length and caused that white hot tension to blaze even more passionately than before. Inch by inch, the pressure eventually reached the swollen and throbbing tip of James's member... but no matter what sexy thought came up in his mind or how fervently he pleasured himself, it was like there was something just blocking or refusing to make him orgasm. "C-Come onnn~! Just let me c-cum already~!"

There was a tiny tugging sensation - and then James wailed in bliss as a massive surge of ecstasy flowed through his entire body, the fire in his hips erupting into an ardent blaze as his testicles suddenly slipped inside his crotch and buried themselves deep within his hips, pushing out all the reserves of sperm that was stored in them out through that tense throbbing tip as they quickly formed into a pair of ovaries. With a massive wailing scream of "YES~!", James finally careened over the edge and released what was now the final male orgasm she'd ever have in her life - but the fun didn't stop there as James felt herself unable to stop stroking her cock, and as she did she began to realize just how sensitive it had become all of a sudden. Of course that didn't mean she didn't want it to stop shooting all those sparks all over her body and into her brain.

As she continued to slide her hand up and down, James was too overwhelmed by bliss to noticed that her stroking was beginning to make her erection actually diminish. With every second, the girthy length lost it's hardness and began to gradually shrink and shrivel into James's newly developed folds, setting in with a satisfied slurping sound. Shivering violently for a couple seconds, a rapturous grin plastered over her face as she sunk into her chair.

90%...

Basking in the glow of her orgasm, James let out a rather girlish giggle as a tickling sensation went up the right side of her body. Although she didn't bother to look, if she had she would have seen a colour tattoo of blue fluffy clouds mixed with bright pink bullet shells slowly sprinkling up her hip and wrapping around her spindly right arm until it reached her wrist. Physically, James was no longer the young man he once was... but it now it seemed time for his new form to receive more appropriate clothing: It started at her feet as a tight pink fishnet stocking wrapped itself around her right one before slowly sliding all the up her leg and stopping once it had gone halfway up her thigh and finishing with a tight leathery hem. As the stocking climbed up her, James's trousers crawled away from them, moving up past her thighs as they shrunk and fitted around her crotch, the soft fabric changing from a plain black to a stripy purple and black pair of shorts. A belt formed and pushed itself out of the hem, a large golden buckle heaving down as a row of bullets popped out to form the strap.

Her shirt warped and shifted next, the v neck deepening considerably as the bottom half retreated upwards. With a matter of seconds the shirt had turned into a short tank top that exposed his tight but creamy coloured midriff along with a peek of the cloud and bullet tattoo that stuck to her waist. A couple moments later and the tank top began to change into a variery of materials; the straps becoming a tight leather along with the left cup whilst the right cup softened into the same stripy pink and purple design as her shorts.

95%...

A flicker of movement in front of James's drew her eyes back to the screen, watching quietly for a couple seconds as the percentage continued to rise. She wasn't sure why she was sitting here staring at what seemed to be a drawing of herself, especially when she was planning to do funner things starting at... oh, right now! Raising a hand up, she flicked her thumb up and curled back two of her fingers as she pointed at the screen, closing one eye as if to get a better aim at the invisible gun in her hand. She watched as the percentage hit 98%, 99%... 100%-

"Zap!"

The monitor suddenly exploded as a blast of electicity pierced through its flimsy material, sending sending pieces of scattering everywhere across the desk and onto the carpeted floor. Springing her legs off of the desk, Jinx giggled gleefully at destroyed screen, her pink eyes taking in every single scrap and spark that fluttered out of the ruins. Her favourite pistol Zap now resting in her hand, Jinx could've sworn that it wasn't there a couple seconds ago...

"Ah what the heck, I don't care anyways." She said aloud to herself before giving the hextech pistol a quick peck, smiling as the energy stored inside hummed loudly in response. Sliding the gun into her belt, Jinx couldn't help but feel that she was missing something else... Darting under the desk, Jinx's smile only grew wider as she saw something even greater than the mess she'd caused up above: A pink minigun with three rotating barrels and decorated with cutesy white bunny ears rested there instead of a computer, and a bulky metallic rocket launcher that had been designed to look like a shark with its sharp pointed ends, serrated "teeth" and shard fused into the top to make a "fin".

"And what are my favourite pair a' guns doing down here?" Jinx thought aloud as she snatched the minigun and hooked the strap around her shoulder before ducking back under to snatch the rocket launcher. "Ahhhh, I've missed you guys so much~!" Raising the front end rocket launcher rather dangerously close to her face, Jinx asked "So Fishbones, whaddya think I should do now that there's no Fat Hands or Hat Lady to stop me?"

"I think we should try to find a way to get back home," Jinx answered in a slower, deeper Eeyore type voice, the "mouth" of the launcher clinking and clanking as she shook it with every word. "This place is really weird and we don't know anyone here. Where will we go? What will we do?"

Jinx's response was to laugh hysterically and say; "Geez Fishbones, you're such a dummy! That's precisely why I'm not gonna go back to Piltover: New place means new things to blow up and new people to wreak havoc with!" Turning to the side, Jinx eyed the small window: Or rather, she eyed the bustling city in the distance, glowing with lights as if they were asking to be targeted by her. "Well, I certainly know where to start the fun..." Pointing Fishbones's jaw at the window, Jinx pulled hard on the trigger-

KABOOM!

Standing on the edge of the now crumbled and completely non existent wall, Jinx smiled at her work like an artist admiring their painting. Feeling the fresh cool breeze tickle her skin, Jinx hefted up Pow-Pow and let its barrel spin silently as she heard the distant wails of police sirens start to fade into the air, her eyes glinting with excitement as another smile stretched across her face.

"Ahhhh, it's finally time for my favourite waste of bullets to arrive~!"