TypeRyu Collab

Collaboration between &
Linework & Design: Miri & Me
Colors & Story: Me

Yes. We are crazy. I saw this and thought it was one of the weirdest most awesome images ever. So I contacted Miri and we were like YEAH WHAT IF Type ate Ryu and then.... Well, here's a story to go with it!

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Passing by the playground on my way to the local café, I saw this small, fluffy creature standing in the sandbox that I could only describe as a mixture of cat, dog and rabbit. The little guy was peering around curiously, looking lost and bewildered. Out of concern I stopped to observe him more closely. He couldn't have been more than four feet tall, and had a peculiar chubby, stocky kind of body. His soft coat was an off-white colour, with a faint turquoise glow at the tips of his bangs and ears. His long, flowing hair swayed in the gentle breeze.

The cute little guy then noticed me and smiled. I smiled and waved hello, about to be on my way, when with a gesture of his paw he beckoned me to come over, which I did with a certain degree of puzzlement. As soon as I stood before him, he leapt to my side and took my hand, placing it on his soft head. Instinctively I petted him, and he giggled, pouncing me in a hug, nuzzling his cheek into my side. I put an arm around him and gave him a quick squeeze, chuckling a bit from the strangeness of the situation.

Then he backed away and looked at me, but a change had come over him. His pupils narrowed like a cat's and his eyes flashed wildly. He licked his lips and opened his mouth, revealing what looked like… rows of teeth, almost like a shark's, but… no, it wasn't just rows of teeth. In his maw were multiple jaws and tongues stacked upon each other: mouths within mouths. He uttered a feral "Raaaawr!" growl and started stalking towards me, his lips curling back hungrily and his paws raised.

I began to move backwards and turned to flee, but before I could even cry out, he was on top of me. With blinding speed his mouth stretched to incredible proportions and covered me in darkness, as if a bag had been thrown over my head.

I swam in a warm, inky darkness for a moment, and found to my surprise that I could somehow still breathe. I struggled mightily, spasming and flailing my arms, legs and tail, trying to find something to grab onto or light to swim to, when suddenly the blackness fell away and I'd broken free of my prison, and could see the outside world: the playground, the sky, the sidewalk, the grass and trees. I tried to escape, tried to run away… but when I did, my body stuck fast and almost came hurtling back as if I'd been fastened to something with a rubber band.

Where did he go? I peered around quickly yet didn't see him… but I noticed that I was now completely naked, and my body was sprouting fur everywhere. I glared at my now-fuzzy forearms, moving my gaze to my fluff-cuff wrists. I peered at my hands and noticed that I now had soft blue pads under my fingers. Suddenly my palms split open into… mouths - complete with teeth and tongues, which proceeded to dart out of my palms and lick my cheeks. I shrieked, withdrew them and tried to run once more, I had to find help, someone, anyone, but was held back by some kind of slimy, goopy substance that splattered about when I tried to run; as if I were a prisoner in my own body.

Crying out and panicking, I tried to brush off the slime, only to discover it was my own flesh, and as soon as it hit the ground it would soak back into me through my toes, which were now… digitigrade, feral-like, stepping on something soft and wet. I lifted a leg to look under and see what it was, but there was nothing on the ground, when I noticed a tongue stuck to my foot, alarming me so that I stumbled over and landed on my rump. I peered at my foot and saw that the tongue wasn't merely stuck to my foot, but coming from inside it, and it licked me as my hands had done earlier. Then, various parts of my body began stirring, and more feral mouths emerged in various places.

Utterly astonished, I tried pinching myself to wake up from this bizarre nightmare, when a sudden explosion of goop spewed out of my left shoulder. I wiped my face off and looked to see what had just happened, instantly recognizing the cute little creature from before, grinning profusely. Except this time, he was close to me, so close that I could hardly see him clearly. Then I realized he was a part of me, and I was a part of him. This must have been his doing!

I shrieked and tried to escape, pushing away from him, which seemed to only amuse him even more. Tendrils of goo kept me held tightly to our shared body. He took control of my hands and raised them to my face, and the tongues lashed out and licked me like an overjoyed dog greeting its owner. I sputtered and writhed, clenching my teeth, and felt drool oozing out of my mouth, only it tasted strongly of ink. I opened my mouth to spit it out and felt a second tongue stick out, resting along a second jaw in my mouth. He seemed utterly delighted at this development and kissed me on the lips, much to my surprise. It felt… so warm and pleasant, I couldn't help but sustain the kiss for a while longer.

As we kissed, my body began changing again, my slender proportions compressing, becoming more chibi-like, chubby and stocky. Finally he withdrew the kiss and grinned. "Hi! I'm Type. What's your name? Oh hey, you wanna get some ice cream?"