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Commission - Elephant in the Room

http://www.furaffinity.net/view/25490788/

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“Okay Tyrone it’s your turn!” a drunken man said holding up his cup. A crowd of people in the bar cheered on the two men as they played their game. “Yeah Ty, don’t choke. You know what’ll happen if you do” a woman says from their table. She grabs her neck making faux choking noises. “Shut it Ashley” Tyrone says flipping her off trying to focus on the game in front of him. It was down to him and his coworker, Jeremy in the weekly dart game. The loser would have to do something embarrassing the following week but also get priority on the next game played. It’s been their bi-weekly ritual for years now. And everything is done in good fun. Tyrone’s eyes are focused on the dart board in front of him. Jeremy’s last shot hitting just to the left of the bullseye on the dartboard. How the man plays so well while drunk Tyrone will never know. Sighing, he closes one eye and winds back his hand a bit aiming for the bullseye. The crowd goes silent in anticipation. He lets loose the dart and it soars through the air hitting its target right in front of Jeremy’s dart. The bar crowed erupts in a chorus of cheers and Tyrone grins at his friend who looks on grumpily. “Your turn ol buddy” Tyrone gloats hands the man his dart. Jeremy snatches it and hobbles over to the standing spot. He has trouble keeping his balance. His drunken blush could be seen by the other bar goers. Tyrone laughs. “You sure you haven’t had too much to drink?” Jeremy glares him before fixing himself to aim. The nearby crowd backing away just in case. Ashley ducks mostly in mock. The crowd goes silent again as Jeremy winds up his throw. Even while drunk, Jeremy’s aim is precise. He lets loose his throw and it curves through the air and the crowd is practically on the edge of their seats. The dart hits the bullseye on the mark and everyone looks on in disbelief before breaking into a cheer. Tyrone’s jaw drops and Ashley bursts out in laughter. “God I love bar Fridays” she says. Jeremy turns and throws up two middle fingers to his friend stumbling as he walked back to their table. “Your turn Tyetye” he mocks plumping down in his seat. Groaning, Tyron snatches the dart from the man’s hand and walks back to the spot. He winds up another throw and the crowd watches on in silence again. This was probably the most entertaining part of coming to the bar that day. All the locals were familiar with the trio and their frequent dart games. Tyrone throws the dart and it soars through the air. It hits the targets right below the bullseye. The crowd goes wild for Jeremy and few supportive pats on the shoulder for Tyrone. As the excitement settled down, the other bar goers go back to their own drinks and conversations. “God dammit. Every freaking time” he sighs sitting back at the table. Ashley is very amused, laughing it up to his right. “I do believe my ‘stupid drunk ass’ has won this wager for the…I don’t know how many times, I’ve lost count” Jeremy says grinning. “The count is pretty up there but he did get you that one time last Halloween” Ashley piped up taking a sip of her rum and coke. “Yeah yeah whatever, what’s the punishment this time Jeremy” Tyrone says nursing his own drink. “I’m so glad you asked” he says pulling out his phone. He shows Tyrone and Ashley a picture and Tyrone looks at his friend in disbelief. Ashley bursts out into even more laughter. “You have got to kidding me dude” Tyrone says. “I am not wearing this shit here” “Ah ah ah” Ashley says shaking her finger. “We have a code my good man” Ashley pipes up. “The loser MUST adhere to the winner’s stipulations no matter how degrading or embarrassing. “Yeah!” Jeremy says from his seat. “You guys are the worst” Tyrone says but shows the slightest hint of a grin. Ashley checks her own phone. “We shall see you here next week mister. I have to get drunkey home to his beau” Ashley says pointing a thumb at Jeremy. Jeremy protests from his seat. “Nuh uh! Let’s go buddy, you’re not gonna get wasted and puke in my car again.” *** Tyrone looked at himself in the mirror. He only wore his underwear and observed himself had to admit, he had a nice body despite his belly. He sends a glare to the box on the floor containing his “punishment”. Sighing, he unboxes the grey, inflatable elephant suit Jeremy brought over to his house yesterday. The thing looked even goofier up close than it did online. Its cartoony eyes, rounded belly and stumpy hands and feet even more annoying. “A bet’s a bet I guess” Tyrone thought pulling the thing on. He fit surprising well over his body. He also had to admit it felt really good against his skin. After pulling the thing on, he took the hood of the head and put it on. Tyrone was surprised how easy it was to zip it from the neck with the stumpy fingers. Conveniently the suit also came with its own air pump. Tyrone took the tube and connected to the valve on his thigh and starting pumping. The more air that went into the suit, the more comfortable he felt. That was an odd feeling but he shrugged it off. He headed downstairs from his room to wait for Jeremy in the living room. No doubt Ashley would be with him as the designated driver again. When he reached the bottom of the stairs and walked in the moonlight gleaming from his window a shock ran throughout his body making Tyrone stop. He examined himself but all he could see is the suit he wore. Something felt very off. The transparent view from the suit’s eyes were there anymore. He could see as clearly as if they were his own. He blinked and the suit blinked with him. “Huh?” he said aloud. Though the voice that came out wasn’t his normal one. It was much deeper and goofier. The unfamiliar voice caught him by surprised and he brought his stumpy hands to his mouth. He couldn’t feel his fingers thought. As he tried flexing them, the suit’s stumpy fingers flexed instead. He repeated the process with his feet but found he couldn’t move them at all. “What the hell is going on!?” Tyrone boomed. The more he examined the weird changes to his bodies, the more he discovered. As he ran across the room, he tripped on a book. Instead of falling like normal, it took him much longer for him to hit the floor. His body felt so light now and it scared him even more. As he hit the floor he kicked up a bit of a dust and breathed it in. It instantly triggered his need to sneeze and sneeze he did. However, the trunk attached to the suit’s hood is where he sneezed instead. The sneeze making a toot similar an actual elephant combined with the sound of a deflating balloon. “Whats happening to meeeheeheehee” Tyrone said laughing uncontrollably. He covered his mouth again but the laughed sputtered from his stifling mouth. It started to become harder to remember why he was scared to begin with. He was Tyron, the big friend rubber elephant. All he wanted to do was make friends and have a good time. A knock on the door pulled him from his happy-go-lucky thoughts. “I’lllll get iiiit” Tyrone said rather animated. He ran to the door, his tail flowing as he did. Opening the door revealed the form of Ashley who took one look at Tyrone and burst out in laughter. “I, hahaha, can’t believe you did it” she said breathing laughs. She called for Jeremy over her shoulder. “He totally put it on just like you said man!” Jeremy could be heard laughing himself from the street. “Well come on now Mr. Trunks, we have a lot of people to entertain” she said pulling his stumpy hand towards the car. END

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Commission - Paper Cut

https://t.co/YPgq9XP7f3

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A myriad of cards laid strewn across a young man’s room. On the dresser, layering the floor below and even more atop his bed. The room was in such a disarray it was impossible to think any order can come from the chaotic mess. Ryan saw otherwise. The twenty-three year old was hard at work perfecting his newest dueling deck. After losing to his guild rival, his undefeated streak has been broken. By a newcomer no less. It invigorated him to be even better and more strategic than before. The Yu-Gi-Oh cards all laid around the room so Ryan could view them all up close, think over a strategy, and see if that card would fit into his new deck. So far, nothing has come to mind and he’s gone back to the drawing board many times by now. Still, he persists knowing that he’ll defeat his rival and earn his title back at the guild. “Maybe a cyber-dragon or two?” he said to himself. Then shook his head. “This spell card combo would work” he says adding another to his small pile by his feet. He went on and on like this until his pile grew considerably. He tried balancing out everything into the forty card deck limit while keeping his strategy. “Ok cool, I have room for a special summon. Definitely am gonna need some muscle to take on that red eyes he’s got” Ryan thought. Ryan got up from his position on the floor and walked around his card messy room to look for just that card. He has many options to choose from. The boy has been a card collector since he was a kid. His parents used to complain about the excess of cards in his collection. This made Ryan buy a Yu-Gi-Oh card holder and deck box. His mother thought it to be such a waste of money. His father encouraged his hobby seeing it as modern day gambling combined with chess. The tournament he went to sometimes has really nice cash prizes. Nothing to call home about but definitely something that’ll put a meal on the table. Even with Ryan’s comfy job it was nice to have some spending money every now and then. Ryan continued to examine nearly every card in possession to no avail. No card satisfied him enough to consider adding it to his deck. It was either too under and overwhelming. “Hell, I can think this over later” the boy says as he leaves his room, and the mess, behind. He’d be working on this personal project for the better half of the day. His stomach growled its protest to this as he walked downstairs. Living alone now, he doesn’t have the luxury of food being ready for him whenever like at home or college. Then again, he liked doing most of the cooking at home anyway. Looking through the cabinet, Ryan pulled out some pasta noodle and sauce. He reached into fridge for the thawed ground beef he pulled out earlier. It was going to be a spaghetti night. *** Sitting down at the kitchen table to eat, Ryan saw first his room was not the only place his hoard of trading card spilled out from. All across the living room, an assortment of cards lay in cases. Some loose ones hung around as well. “I really should get the guys together for some more cards against humanity” he thought amused. The last time he hosted, he laughed so hard he almost peed. Coming out of his thought Ryan saw something reflected in the light on the kitchen island. It was another card under his book. He got up from the tablet after finishing his dinner and took his dishes to the sink. Coming closer he sees the dusty old book and picked it up. The dust particles flowing making him cough a bit. Looking down his eyes widen as he sees the perfect card for his deck. The right balance he was looking for. Both strong in attack and defense with just the right about of muscle to pose a threat. “Hello ol Blue Eyes” he said picking the card up. Tossing the book aside, Ryan is oblivious to the old “spell” book he used to read for fun. He and his friend one time got drunk and chanted spells to bring the card to life. He must have left it there all those weeks ago after that. He snorts thinking back to how silly it was thinking magic would bring a card to life. Well, he was drunk after all. After getting back up to his room, he added the card to pile pleased to finally put together a deck he feels is finally finished. Ryan gets up to go to his nightstand drawer and pulls out a deck box to put them all in. He’d bring them to the guild tomorrow. He put them in one by one til he got to the Blue Eyes and accidentally pricked his finger. “Shit” he swore under his breath bringing the appendage to his mouth. The cut drew blood but not much. It was enough to drip on the card though. As soon as the drop hit it, the card glowed a luminescent blue. “What the hell” Ryan said dropping the card like it was on fire. The card dropped face up on the floor showing the dragon glowing. Ryan got up from where he was sitting on the floor and backed up away in fear. This was definitely not a normal occurrence. The light beaming from the card spread outward in the arm and extending like a vine. That vine of light continued spreading until it reached a shaking Ryan and wrapped around his leg. Ryan tried to shake it off but the light wasn’t tangible and continued to engulf his leg. He started shouting out as more of the light surrounded his other leg and traveled up his heel. Every part of him the light touched made him feel stiff. He tried moving his legs but found them to be immobile. He struggled even more as the light touched his hands and he couldn’t feel his fingers. The petrification of body continued until the light covered him head to toe. Then the light faded slightly allowing Ryan to move his body. “What in the hell was that” he said as soon as he was able to speak again. He didn’t have time to dwell on the thought. The stiffness from before spreading throughout his body like the feeling of needing to stretch. Ryan watched in horror as his fingers extended outwards into deadly claws. His pinky finger melding into his ring fingers as they turned into piercing talons. His thumb relocation to below his palm. His skin coloration was changing from his normal skin tone to a chromatic blueish white. Ryan’s eyes widened in disbelief. “No freaking way” he whispered to himself. He grunted in pain feeling as though he had the worst headache of his life. He clutched his head as it grew out along with his neck. He growled as his teeth grew into deadly fangs. His cheeks widened as two pincers grow on the sides his face. His hair fell out and his ears shrank away to nothing. The discoloration continued to cover his body changing it as it spread. His chest expanded and grew broader as plate-like segment formed along his torso down to his abdomen. As it reached his thigh, his tailbone grew out. The segmented appendage rapidly growing to full length as Ryan reflexively whipped it behind him. He tried to call out or speak but all that came out of his mouth was a chorus of growls and grunts. Ryan’s stance change as his knees bent forward and his heel continued to elongate. He found himself soon standing on the tip of his sole and toes. The chromatic armor continued to cover layer after layer of Ryan’s diminishing human skin. As it reached his back, he felt another wave of discomfort. Two claw-like figured grew out of his back and spread outward.  As it grew, an inner layer of armor forming around the visible wings. The layer grew thinner, the closer it was to his back. Ryan closed his eyes opening them again to reveal azure blue ones staring at the room around him. His nose and mouth started to push out combining together and his jaw elongated. Ridges formed along the back of his back ending just above the length. Ryan craned his longer neck looking around at his new body. He felt strength and power like never before. He could crush any opponent that crossed his path. He thought to the puny human rival that bested him with a red eyes and let out a mighty roar shaking the foundation of the fragile home. Position his feet, he pounced into the air using his massive wings to carry his body weight and broke a hole through the ceiling. He flew off into the night searching for opponents to best with his newfound power. END

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Commission - In The Stables

Farms work you as hard as a horse http://www.furaffinity.net/view/25483186/

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“Why would I want to go to some dingy old farm” Jake groaned from his seat in the living room. The television in front of flashing a variety of colors as he played his game. His father sighed. “I’m tired of you and your brother doing nothing all day, running up bills, and not contributing to anything” his Dad lamented. His kids weren’t bad but just painfully lazy and spoiled. “Neither of you two even have a job. That was the deal this summer, remember? You’re 21 for Christ’s sake.” his father went on. Jake purposefully didn’t meet his father’s eyes. He knew the deal, he just hadn’t gotten around to holding up his end of it. Video games take A LOT of time after all. “Well you see I was going but…” Jake began. “But what? Lemme guess” his father said picking up a game case. “Screaming Weasels 2: The Weaseling?” he questioned. “It has twice the weasels than the first, though with even more content and more wea-” “Jake!” his father shouted making him shrink back. He ran and exasperated hand over his face. “Alright, I tried giving you two a chance, but it seems like you don’t even know the value of hard work” he said walking away with his phone. “Starting next week, you’ll be a farm hand on Barnaby Ranch” “But dad!” “No buts Jake. I gave you more than one chance. This is final.” Jake grumbled something unheard about stupid farms and dads. “Love you too kiddo.” *** “So he sent you to live on a farm? And I thought my parents were brutal” Jake’s friend, Samuel, said through his phone. They were video chatting as Jake rode a bus to a bus station. “I can’t believe Alex gets to live up at our grandparents while I have to rot on a farm” Jake complained. “Well Alex is a bit younger. And look on the bright side, no parents!” Samuel exclaimed. He waved his hands around for emphasis making Jake laugh. “Yeah whatever, yay. But that still doesn’t mean I like giving up my summer just to be some old guy’s errand boy” Jake shot back. “Do you know anything about this place?” Samuel asked. Jake shook his head. “My dad said he saw some ad online about it. Supposed to teach young boys ‘responsibility’ the value of hard work. An ‘unforgettable, transformative experience’” Jake said monotonously. Samuel snickered. “Yeah sucks to be you right about now then” “Such a concerned friend you are” Jake replied. The two friends laughing for another moment before Jake’s connection flickered. “Hey, Samuel, you there?” Jake asked tapping his phone. Samuel’s voice came in and out as the static increased. Before long, the connection died. Jake sighed and sat back in his seat. “Stupid piece of junk” he muttered. *** When the bus pulled into the station, every piled out of it. Most went their separate ways and only a few boys stayed behind. They were all around Jake’s age and in the same area. “Must be more unlucky souls” Jake thought. After a while of waiting around, a maroon van showed up to the bus station. The man who stepped out was quite built with slightly tanned skin. Jake figured it from working out in the sun all day. He had blonde hair and green eyes and wore a simple tank top and denim shorts with flop flops. “Afternoon all, my name is Sammy. I’m a foreman down at Barnaby’s Ranch. Are y’all ready to go?” he asked the small group of boys cheerfully. There was a mixture of less than enthusiastic responses. “Aw come on, don’t be like that. I promise you working on our farm won’t be the end of the world. It can actually be fun” he said with chipper enthusiasm. The boys piled out of the station, loaded up their belongings in the van, and headed their way to the ranch. Jake took a look out the window as the van drove by. Idle conversation between the other boys went on but he didn’t feel much like contributing. The landscape in the country was more entertaining to look at anyway. Trees lined the forests with summer crops springing up on farmland. An assortment of livestock could also be seen grazing the fields. Cows grazing by the roads as horses galloped up and down the pasture. The trip didn’t take long and soon the van parked in front of an old looking farm house. Sammy got out of the driver’s seat followed by the other boys piling out. Jake grabbed his stuff from the trunk and followed the others up to the porch. The door opened before Sammy could use his key. Standing there was an older man probably in his late forties smoking a pipe. He stroked his white beard in thought as he looked over the newcomers. Then a warm smile spread across his face and he laughed making his belly shake. “Uncle Barnaby, meet the new recruits. Recruits, this is Farmer Barnaby, he owns the joint” Sammy said. “Call me Uncle!” he said. “We’ll put some hair on you boys’ chests yet!” he joked. The other boys looked at him in slight confused as Jake took a better look at the man. He has thinning hair on his head with a pot belly. Only thing visibly covering him was a pair of denim overalls. His massive bare feet clomped as he turned and headed back in the farmhouse. “Well don’t stand there all day, come in come in.” The other boys filed in taking a look around the big home. Sammy eased his way to the front of the pack. “Okay so I’ll show you all to your rooms and tomorrow we can get down to work” he told them gesturing upstairs. The rest of the night was spent unpacking, getting to know the other boys a bit, unsuccessfully trying to call Samuel, and eating. The next day the group, led by Sammy, were showed what their tasks would be for the day. Jake was tasked with tending to the horses. All were accounted for except for the empty stall behind him. The sun was out in full force that day too making him wipe his brow of sweat. Halfway into his work he felt his phone vibrate. Jake reached into his pocket and pulled it out to see Sam’s face on the incoming call. Excited he dropped the rake in his band pulls the ‘accept’ button. Jake was met with his friend’s face full of worry. “Um, hi?” Jake said nonchalantly. “Dude where have you been I’ve been trying to call you forever!” Samuel answered. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed but I’m on a farm. There’s like, no service out here usually” Jake answered dryly. “Right” Samuel said realizing. Then he face lit back up in horror. “Shit, that’s right. Jake you have to get out of there!” Jake sighed. “What are you going on about?” Samuel turns his phone to his laptop screen showing multiple tabs on news articles. All talking about boys his age who’ve gone missing in the area. “What’s this?” Jake questioned. “That place you’re at is like a hotspot for weirdness. All these guys went missing around the same time, summer. And guess where exactly?” Samuel asked. Jake’s stomach dropped. “The ranch?” Samuel nodded. “But that could just be a coincidence dude” Jake argued. The connection started to act up again and before long it went dead again. “Son of a bitch” Jakes said hitting his phone. “Hard at work?” came a familiar voice from behind him. Jake jumped in surprise and turned around to see Sammy’s frame at the front of the stables. “Oh, sorry just took a little break” Jake replied. Sammy looked around the stable and frowned. “Hm, doesn’t seem like you’ve made much progress with you work.” “Yeah well, I get tired sometimes y’know?” he said innocently. Sammy grinned and nodded. “Oh I definitely know your type. No matter, we know how to deal with y’all here” Sammy said unzipping his pants. “Hey whoa man, what do you think you’re doing?” Jake said backing up. “Helping you get invigorated is all” Sammy said. Right before his eyes Sammy’s features changed. His nose and mouth pushing out as his nostrils grew large. His toes clumped together and grew out running his flip flops. Dense, brown fur rapidly grew all over him. His ears migrated to the top of his head as a tails grew up from his shorts as did his much larger length through his zipper. “Wh-what the hell are you?” Jake said shaking in fear. Sammy chuckled but it came out more like a whinny. “Isn’t it obvious? I’m a workin horse” he said laughing at his own joke. “This…can’t be possible” Jake said with wide eyes in shock. He didn’t have time to contemplate it however as a torrent of liquid poured down on him. It covered him head to toe and was stale and musky. Jake wrinkled his nose in disgust. He looked over to Sammy who held a dripping dick in his hands. “That oughtta do it” he said breathing heavy. Confusion gave way to anger as Jake realized what he was covered in. “Do what!? You just came on me you freak!!” he shouted. He took a step towards Sammy but buckled as he legs gave out. He fell to his knees clutching his stomach. “Awww fuck” he groaned in arousal as his pants tented. The cum covering him just moments earlier having disappeared from his skin. “I had a nice load saved up so you should turn fairly quickly” Sammy said learning able to stable wall. Jake barely heard the voice however as arousal swam through his mind, clouding it. It started in his hands. They tingled in a good way as soon his fingers widened. His nails also grew darker as keratin spread over them. Jake’s feet undergoing the same process in his shoes. As the heel pushed out his hoofed toes pushed through his shoes destroying them. Bone could be heard cracking as his hell shifted forcing his stance into a digititrade one. It also gave him the option of staying on all fours if he chose. Blond fur sneaked its way up from his thigh as darker brown fur took over his ankles. The blonde fur continued spreading over his body burying the skin beneath a dense pelt. Jake felt his ass rumble and turned out to see a nub growing out from his tailbone, his ass moving up in the process. As the nub continued to grow, his ass inflated as well and soon his puckered anus was visible. His erection was already painful being trapped within the confines on jeans and was only made worse as Jake’s groin mutated. The skin on his shaft mottled as a patch of skin grew around the base forming a sheath. As it grew in length, the mushroom head flattened to a medial tip. Jake’s moans were starting to sound reminiscent to whinnies as he fell deeper into the cloud of lust filling his mind. His chest barreled out and his neck grew slightly. His rounded ears pointed and migrated to the top of his head where he regained his hearing shortly after. As the blonde fur reached his face, it grew out. His nostril enlarging as he flared his nostrils. His mouth joining it forming into an equine muzzle. His shorts chose that moment to forcefully free his endowed length from its prison. Standing at full length it was at least a foot and half long now. Jake couldn’t hold back any longer and orgasmed. His usual small volleys paling in comparison to the stream of thick, yellowed cum shooting from his equine dick now. He let out an impressive whinny feeling himself come down from the coitus. A hoofed hand rested itself on his shoulder and Jaked looked up with glossy eyes into Sammy’s. “Now, let’s get back to work shall we?” END

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Commission - Pup Play

Living above a club can be annoying. But why fight em when you can join in on the party? http://www.furaffinity.net/view/25471922/

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The sound of booming club music can be heard throughout the large, warehouse building. The bass reverberating through the walls and voices that were barely audible over the sheer volume of music. Flashing neon lights dashing around the club’s occupants. Sweaty bodies grinded on one another, some lubricating the leather attire they adorned. Hoots and cheers can be heard on the dancefloor. Alex tossed and turned in his bed annoyed at the loudness of his building again. Ever since that club was built and opened below him, he’s barely been able to get a lick of sleep. He was sleeping in class and his grades were starting to slip. He now regrets moving in even with it being cheaper than the cost of rooming on campus at his school. He shifts uncomfortably for the umpteenth time moving covers and his pillow. No matter what not being able to fall asleep. Throwing the covers off his body he decides it’s time to have a chat with that club owner. Alex get dressed in his school sweats and a tee shirt heading out his door slamming it on the way out. Halfway down the stairs it occurred to him he’d never actually been to the place. He’s aware of it sure, but never actually setting foot inside. What he saw when you opened the metal door surprised him. Men, of all ages and body types dancing around obscenely. Most wearing styles of leather clothing or hardly none at all. He could’ve sworn some of them were wearing the most realistic dog costumes and accessories as well. It was obviously a gay club. Alex was gay himself but he was also a gay who loved sleep more than anything. He pushed his way through the crowd of gyrating bodies getting pinballed a few times by some of the bigger patrons. He got to the bar and saw a guy around his age with a tuxedo vest on and a black thong serving drinks. His ears were slightly slopping and Alex was impressed by this club’s commitment to costuming. “Can I help you man?” he asked friendly. “Where’s the manager? Or owner, or whatever” he yelled over the music. “I’m trying to sleep and this place is constantly keeping me up so me and him have words.” The barkeep grinned and nodded. “Sure no problem buddy. Malachi is the name by the way” he said extending a hand. Alex reluctantly shook it. “Wait here, I’ll be back in a flash” Malachi him and went around the bar and to a door off to the left side. Alex was left to his own devices after that. He turned around in his stool surveying the club. Everyone seemed to having the time of their lives. Alex rejected the advances of a few patrons who hit on him. He was about to lose his temper when the door Malachi left through opened up again. Out walked a daunting man of mid age and a full beard. Short, trimmed hair and piercing brown eyes looked around the club before landing on him. He smiled as he advanced over followed by Malachi. “A new face? Well welcome, the name’s Sibuna” he said once he came over. Alex shook the guy’s hand and was slightly intimidated by his size. He was much taller than him with impressive muscles that his leather shirt did nothing to hide. He was also on the chubby side but it only added to the guy’s attractive profile. He gave off an air of confidence of dominance that made Alex visibly gulp. “No, not a customer” he said regaining his composure. “This loud music is driving me crazy. Your club is keeping me up all hours of the night and I go to school” Alex said hotly. “Come now, maybe if you joined in the festivities you’d be tired in a much better way” he said winking at Alex who was a taken back. “What? No! I don’t want to party, I want to sleep!” he yelled. Some of the other patrons were looking over at the forming scene. Sibuna put up his hands in mock surrender. “Now now, no need for all that. I apologize young one.” The guy signaled a man over and whispered something into his hear and then he left. Sibuna turned his attention back to Alex who still held onto his resolve. “That was our sound guy. He’ll lower the volume alright?” he said. Alex was surprised the man didn’t put up much of a fight. He assumed this exchange would go a lot differently. “Um, yeah sure” Sibuna reached into his pocket and pulled out a black, leather collar. Alex raised an eyebrow. “To show you there’s no hard feelings, take this gift” Sibuna told him. “A collar?” Alex questioned. “Well this IS a leather club. Consider it an open invitation slash ‘I’m sorry’ gift.” Not wanting to be rude, Alex accepted the gift and stashed it in his pocket. “Yeah, thanks” I think, Alex thought. --- Back in his room, Alex stares at the strange gift he got from the club owner. True to his word, the music was much quieter and he feels like he could actually get some sleep tonight. The collar was really well made and Alex did have a thing for leather himself. “Eh, what the hell” he thought and put it on around his neck. It was a perfect fit. He lied down to sleep with a goofy grin on his face unknowing to the changes slowly happening to him. --- Alex woke up the next morning feeling completely refreshed. It was like that one good night of sleep revitalized him. He could see and hear and smell so much clearer. He even ran to class. He got a few strange looks from the other students on campus which puzzled him throughout the day. On his lunch break, he got a bowl of chili and scarfed it down forgoing the use of his spoon. Food clung to the slight stubble seemingly grown overnight. --- That Friday evening, Alex was restless in his room. All week it felt like he had this new energy. It was exciting and scary. He went to the bathroom and checked himself out in the mirror. His hair has grown considerably now lying in a shaggy mess on his head. His beard has grown out too becoming a 5 o’clock shadow. He also seemed to have bulked up in such a quick time. Smiling, he smiled a bit in the mirror knowing exactly how he’d spend his Friday evening. Looking on his dresser, he had the invitation after all. --- The club was in full swing by the time Alex arrived, wearing his leather collar, shirtless in black, basketball shorts. He mostly fit right in. Heading over to the bar he smiled at the barkeep who looked him over and gave a knowing grin. “Well look who’s back. What can I get for ya?” Malachi asked him. Alex shrugged. “I dunno. What do you recommend?” he said leaning in. Malachi up and fingers and moved around the back mixing things up before sliding a shot glass of red liquid to Alex. “We call that Red Bone, our signature drink” he said crossing his arms. Alex excitedly gulped down the drink. It tasted like a Bloody Mary but insanely better. After a few more drinks, Alex was on the dancefloor with the others grinding and dancing along to the club music. He didn’t even notice his own ears flopping over slightly or the traces of fur growing along his body. He assumed the poke he felt at his backside was an overly eager dancer, when in fact his tailbone was growing out. Sibuna observed all this from the second floor of the club smiling. “Oh, he’ll make a nice addition to my boys. In due time” he said to himself. “Mister Anubis sir, we have the mayor’s support to move forward with our project” said a lithe young man with blond hair wearing a leather dog mask. “Of course we do” barked Sibuna/Anubis. He grinned showing glowing yellow eyes and much sharper teeth. “Like you, he IS a good boy.” He turned his attention back to the dancefloor. “They’ll all be my good boys” he said laughing. END?

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Commission - Man’s Best Flying Friend

Dogs are cool and all but birds are where its at: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/25141850/

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“Ooo dude, look at this one. This one is blue and yellow. And oh that’s a great green one” a young man excitedly said to his friend. He was ogling pictures of birds online. “Why are we looking up birds on the internet Scott?” his friend answered. “Because Travis, I will soon be living on my own. I am finally an honest and true adult who can make their own decisions. I go to bed when I want, I can leave the toilet seat up, but most importantly, I can get a pet.” “Scott you already slept whenever you wanted and you DID leave the toilet seat up. More than once” Travis recalled annoyed. His friend at least had the decency to look faux ashamed. “Sorry about not warning you there haha” he laughed remembering. “All I heard was a loud sploosh and your yelling and then-” he said stopping at his friend’s glare. “Aheh right, so birds, love em, gonna get one of these bad boys” Scott said trying to change the subject. “When are you moving into your new place anyway?” Travis asked getting up from the living room sofa. He headed to the pantry pulling out a box of cookies. “Next week and I can wait!” his friend said pumping his fist into the air. “Don’t get me wrong I love ya but a man needs his own space.” Travis laughed rejoining him in the living room. “Yeah, I gathered.” “Hey, you wanna come with me to the pet store when I go pick one up?” he asked. “Sure, when?” Scott scrolled through his phone looking at the move in schedule. “Uhhh, I think my tv and stuff get there around noon, so anything after 1 next Tuesday okay?” “Yeah no problem.” Travis replied eating another cookie.

The following week Travis showed up to Scott’s new place. He was there early to get able to see the house before they headed to the mall. The outside of the townhouse was pretty impressive. Lawn was freshly cut, bushes and surrounding plants full of life, even the neighbors seemed cool. Scott answered the door practically beaming in excitement. “Please, enter my humble abode” he said bowing and stepping back. Travis rolled his eyes walking in. Taking a look around the place Travis had to admit, his friend did a good job decorating the house. Framed movie posters plastered the living wall surrounding the homemade entertainment system. Scott’s decent sized flat screen fitting snug between the two speakers. “Movie nights are officially at your house now” Travis looking around the house more. Scott laughed showing him the rest of the house. It wasn’t a long tour with the place only being two levels. “It’s small but cozy. Totally perfect for me and my soon to be ‘new’ buddy” he said nudging Travis with his elbow. Travis raised a confused eyebrow before checking the time on his phone. “Speaking of which we should get a move on” he told his friend. He grabbed his keys off the coffee table. “Yeah no problem. Let me just grab my jacket and wallet” Scott said running upstairs to the bedroom. When he came back down he had his coat on and carried two water bottles with him. “Hydrate up dude” he said tossing one to Travis. He fumbled it not expecting the sudden pass. “Oh yeah, it is pretty hot out today, thanks.” Travis unscrewed the cap and took a long swig of the water. Scott giddily watched expectantly drinking his own water.

The drive to the mall didn’t take long with where Scott was living now. The pet store was on the first floor but almost near the back. The place, unlike other stores at the mall, was enclosed like an actual store. Scott explained the reasoning being something about the noise level of the rowdier animals. Travis only nodded along. Puppies could be seen from the glass window pane pawing at the glass and pouncing on one another. Onlookers gushed over the young canines and their antics. The inside of the store was much more expansive. Pet supplies, food and toys lie on shelves all around. The sounds of various animal calls could be heard throughout the store. A couple of bunnies in a glass tank wrinkled their noses at the newcomers while some hamsters popped up from the bedding in their playground. “D’aww, look at the puppies” Scott said going over to enclosure there. He picked up one of the pups and cuddled it close. The puppy licked his face and poked his cheek with a paw. “I thought we were here for birds not dogs” Travis said raising an amused brow. “Touche my good man. But no one on earth can resist an opportunity to cuddle a puppy” Scott said carefully placing the pup back in the pin. Travis trailed his friend as he led him further towards the back of the store. Soon, the bird section came into view. All sorts of birds could be seen from the different cages. Some lovebirds were playing a friendly game of tug-of-war with a squeaky toy. A cockatiel was grooming itself with its beak. Some parakeets were playing hide and seek in a multi window bird house. But Scott had his eye on one species in particular. Thinking of earlier, he smiled knowing he’ll have the perfect one very soon. “Hi, can I help you?” a woman’s voice came from behind them. She was wearing a simple shirt with jeans and an apron. A nametag reading Julie lie on the left breast pocket. “Hey Julie” Scott said coming from behind his friend. “I’m here about earlier. I think it’s around that time” he told her. Travis look at his friend confused. But he found it harder to retain attention on one thing since coming to the mall. It was like his mind wanted to be in a bunch of different places at once. Julie smiled knowingly. “Sure thing Scott. Follow me to the back” she said moving past them to the steel door down the aisle. Travis thought it weird but went along with it following his friend and Julie to the back room. Beyond the door was a medium sized room with a concrete floor and a couch. A table with an elegant looking white bird cage sat on it. “So where’s the bird?” Travis asked once again confused. He picked a stray feather from his hand surprised at the slight sting he felt. His mind darted around the door taking it in. He has a strange passing thought of how fun it would be to fly around it. “Hm? Oh, right. Julie here is gonna get it, meanwhile we can sit here and relax” Scott answered taking a seat on the couch. “Be back in a flash” she said leaving them in the room. A resounding click could be heard. “Did she jus-” Travis began before clutching his throat. He felt tongue tied as if he was swallowing it. His lips throbbed in pain as well. “Ah, so it’s starting with your beak. Interesting” Scott nonchalantly commented. “Wha……tartin?” Travis tried forcing out. As the throbbing in his lips continued, they puckered up slightly and darkened in color. “Oh, I guess I did purposely leave that out. Well I didn’t lie. I did come here for a new pet bird. It just happens to turn out that it’s YOU buddy” Scott said grinning. Travis’ eyes went wide in shock. “ow..ven…ssible” Travis tried emitting as his vocal cords rearranged. “How is it possible?” he repeated faux comprehending. “Well, Julie there is a witch specializing in transformation magic. What luck right? I’d say about half the animals here are some unfortunate souls” he said laughing. “Tur….me..ba-AK” Travis said in a panicked squawk. “Sorry buddy no can do, but maybe if you ask nicely, Julie will haha.” Travis started to lunge for him friend before looking down at alien hands. His fingers lost their nails and started growing the same feathers like the one he plucked off himself earlier. They snaked their way along the tops of his fingers. Vibrant, green feathers also started blossoming around his neck and arms. He was so enraptured in shock he hadn’t noticed Scott helping him out of his clothes. “You won’t be needing these soon anyway” he said folding up his shirt and shorts. He simply tossed the old sneakers next to the couch. Travis was left in his underwear where the same colored feathers stretched down to his legs before stopping just above his ankles. Scale-like patterns formed along the tops of Travis’ feet as he tried desperately to pluck himself free of the growing feathers on his arms. They just kept growing in more rapidly now forming a dense coating of green. His pinky toes throbbed and Travis stopped his plucking to look down at them fusing into his other toes. He felt a slight pain as his outside toes deformed and curled outward. The nails darkened and grew out much longer and curled before stopping. His feet had turned into the perfect talons for gripping food and cages. Red feathers grew out along his elongating forehead with white specks surrounding the top of his forming beak. His puckered lips grew out as well with his face. His top lip becoming more prominent than the bottom and curved downwards. Travis felt a headache forming as he rapidly blinked his shrinking eyes. With every blink, his field of vision changed. He found his peripheral vision improving greatly but lacking much else. Travis’ hearing also increased. He could hear the leaky pipes of the barren room and Scott’s amused chuckles. “This is even better than I thought” he laughed. Travis glared at his friend until the muscles in his new eyes prevented him from doing so anymore. The green feathers covering Travis’ body started to change color in certain places. The tips of his new hands, now ends of his growing wings, brightened into a sky blue color. Below the tips of his former palms the feathers lightened in a brilliant yellow. Travis crouched over himself baring his tailbone which was steadily growing out. The assortment of colored feather snaking up the length until it too, was covered in a bouquet of color. Travis now looked like he was wearing the most realistic macaw costume. “This is the best part” Scott piped up. Scott looked up at his friend confused. Who was this man? The face was familiar but his changing mind couldn’t place a name to it. Scott started growing much larger before him. The man seeming giant to him in a matter of moments. The underwear he was wearing now nearly suffocating him. “I made sure you didn’t feel any pain once the shrinking part happened” Scott said coming over to the confused military macaw. He scooped up the animal out from the discarded clothing in his hands and pet the bird soothingly. Travis was confused and scared before calming before the steady pattern of pets he received from the nice man. The nice man walked over to the white cage and opened the door before depositing Travis on a comfy perch. The new macaw nearly lost his footing trying to keep balance. Panicked flapping of brightly colored wings sent feathers falling to the ground. Travis got his footing after a while and crawled across the ledge back and forth pleased with his efforts. “Good boy!” the nice man told him. “Good boy!” Travis mimicked. Scott laughed giving Travis a cracker who gladly accepting. He used his new taloned feet to break off a piece and feed it up to his mouth. A click could be heard from the door making Scott turn his head towards it. “Everything okay in here?” Julie said popping her head in. Scott smiled. “Yep, we’re all good here. By the way, I am one satisfied customer” he said poking a finger through the bars of the cage. Julie smiled. “Thank you for shopping at Julie’s Pet Boutique!” she said clapping her hands together. END

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Commission - The Great Outdoors

Nothing quite like the great outdoors. Just be sure to leave cursed objects alone: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/25090119/ -----

“This shot is no good either ugh” Travis said exasperated. He’s deep inside the Outskirt Woods filming the sightings of a possible new animal species. “The lighting sucks in this take too and I didn’t even have the right video filter” Travis muttered poking around on his camera. The sun was starting to set making any sort of filming impossible at this point without his night vision camera. “Annnd of course I left that one at home” he said sighing. He packed away his equipment and made the short hike back to his cabin. The cozy log building coming into view after climbing the hill back. It was dark inside when he opened the door so he set aside his things and lit the lantern on the wooden desk and lighted the fireplace. Travis tossed a piece on firewood on the kindle to keep the flame going and rubbed his hands together by the flames. After that was done, he turned his attention to the information board he made. With the room well lit, it was much easier to see. The board was littered with newspaper clippings and internet article snippets. They all had one account or another of people saying they saw some sort of man-beast hybrid in these very woods. Travis lived for this kind of stuff. Chasing these mysteries either to prove or debunk them. So far it’s been nothing but debunked stories. But the paranormal was out there and he was still psyched to find out what goes bump in the night. But with so many eyewitness accounts piling up, he had faith that this would be the one that turns out to be true. Smiling to himself, he reviews a few of the reports. Most of the sightings were in the area he was in now so he rented out a nearby cabin. The owner had failed to mention to lack of electricity but it had decent plumbing. Luckily, Travis had planned for this and has many spare batteries for his phone, camera, and laptop. This wouldn’t be his first trip without access to charging after all. Tomorrow, he’ll start anew covering more ground than he was able to today. Getting there in the afternoon didn’t give Travis much time to explore.

Unfortunately, the next day didn’t pan out despite Travis’ renewed optimism. He covered every square inch of the woods and didn’t find one trace of this “beast”. “I’m starting to think those eyewitnesses were full of it” he said sighing. The sun was out and bright that afternoon. Travis’ hat protected him from the rays in his eyes and luckily he thought to pack plenty of shorts. He decided to press onward anyway still hopeful that will the amount of daylight left he’d be able to find something worth capturing. As he was walking he reviewed some of the footage he already captured. After looking he figured he could at least make a short documentary. “It’s no ‘monster’ but at least it’s something” he thought. Just then Travis felt his foot hit something and looked down on the ground. A little wooden totem lied at his feet. The wood working looking very exquisite. “Oh wow this is cool” he said picking the trinket up. He figured it to be one of those souvenirs you get from gift shops. It has a slight threaded through a small loop at the top to be worn as a necklace. “Well, finders keepers” Travis laughed. He set his equipment down to free his hands as he took the old looking string off the totem. He tookt he string from his own necklace and threaded it through the loop. It fell around his neck clinging on the coin already there. “No monster but I found a cool gift” he thought heading back to his cabin.

What he saw when he got back to his cabin was less of a gift. It was ransacked, mostly. His equipment mostly left undamaged besides a few chipped screens. Those’ll cost a pretty penny to replace. But all of Travis food was either half eaten or taken. “Freaking bears” he grumbled annoyed.   He spent the better part of the evening cleaning up the mess left behind and reinforcing the cabin’s door to prevent a repeat performance. All the wild fighting an itch he figured was due to bugs. The next day Travis had another dilemma on his hands. The thieving forest dwellers got to his entire stash of food leaving him with nothing eat for the remainder of the excursion. He remembered the owner of the cabin mentioning something about fish and looked through the back closet. Travis found some fishing poles and bait. He also remembered seeing a river further down the hill. Taking the rod in one hand and the bucket in the other, he headed out the door closing it behind him. He took a deep breath noticing a variety of smell he didn’t notice before. It made his nose tickle. The appendage looking slightly darker than before and more bulbous as if swollen. Oblivious, Travis keep on down the hill. It didn’t take long to find the river. He stood at the edge and set the bucket down next to him “I guess all those summers fishing with Grandpa Barney finally pay off” he said smiling. Travis hooked some bait on the lure and casted his line in the river. The bob dropped with an audible plop and rippled the water around it. “And now to play the waiting game” Travis said to himself sitting back.

As he waited, Travis wiggled his legs back forth stretched out on his butt. He hadn’t had a bit in a while. His feet were started to cramp up from his current position. It was like his sneakers had a vice grip on his toes. Those weren’t the only things feeling constricting though he noticed. His shirt and shorts started feeling along more snug than when he put them on this morning. “Man I guess I’ve let myself go” he said looking down at his distended belly. He was always this big, right? Travis shook his head of those thoughts as the rod shook. “I got something!” he shouted triumphantly. He started to reel the line in slowly remembering all the techniques his grandpa taught him. “Give it some slack…..now reel in for the kill….some more slack….reel” he repeated. He started drooling thinking of how good the fish would taste. He could hardly waited to sing his fangs- no, teeth in it. Much larger hands tightened their grip on the fishing rod as brain hair started covering the tops of them. The same hair was spreading out from underneath Travis’ shirt and shorts. “C’mere fishy fishy fishy” Travis said dazedly. His new, longer tongue slipped out of his mouth and licked his growing muzzle. Just then a loud tearing sound could be heard and Travis finally felt relief in his feet. Clawed toes pokes through his destroyed sneakers plumping up and gaining a rubbery padding on the sole. By now the fur-like hair had overtaken much of Travis’ upper body spreading up to his face now. The fish finally reeled in, Travis sat down on a much bigger rump exposing a rub of growing flesh by his tailbone. His nose sniffed the morsel as darkened more as he did to a complete black. His shirt couldn’t support his new weight and started tearing all over. The same happening to his short starting from the back as his newly ursine butt poked through the tattered remains. The same black padding covering Travis’ soles poked through on his palms as his fingernails darkened and extending out into claws. As Travis leaned in to take a bite of his catch his face extended out more and more closing the distance rather quickly as he took a triumphant bite. His clothes lie on the ground, ruined, with his hat only remaining atop his head. The strange totem he picked up earlier seemed to have grown with him and the string fit perfectly around his much larger neck. Travis finished off the fish rather quickly but he stomach growled for more. Equipment forgotten, he headed into shallow end of the river to try out a new way of fishing. Coming to Outskirt Forest, the young cameraman hoped to uncover its hidden mysteries behind strange sightings. While those may have been a hoax, he found a much better mystery. It’s a shame he never recorded it. Not like his new mind or hands could ever figure out how to work a camera. After satiating his grizzly appetite, Travis abandoned his gear to find shelter in the woods. At some point the totem string snapped and dropped from around his neck back onto the forest floor. END

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Commission - Gotta Catch Em All

A trainer’s will is enough to do all sorts of things. You can say it has...transformative effects: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/25060453/

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The sun was shining bright in the Johto region today. The sweltering heat causing most of the grazing Pokemon to retreat to watering hole or taking shade in the forest. Alex was no different. The young traveler fatigued from his long journey. He’d been traversing the Johto region, alone, for close to a week now. Alex took in all the sights the region has to offer along with the different Pokemon that were around. He used his camera to document his journey. “Everything thing is so much more different than the Hoenn region” he said aloud. He kept his pace up entering the forest and finally getting a momentary reprieve from the sun’s harsh rays. Alex stopped underneath a large tree wiping sweat from his forehead. The sun was high in the sky with it being noon already. He sat down underneath the shade fanning himself with his hat. He’d allow himself a small rest before continuing onto Goldenrod City. Alex took out his camera to capture some of the scenery around him. Most of the plains dwelling Pokemon have run off but he was able to get a few shots of a migrating Tauros herd. A couple of curious Furret watched him from the tress above as he snapped away his pictures. An Oddish poked its way out of the ground next him startling Alex before he started laughing. “Well hey there little guy. Scared me there.” The Pokemon stared him innocently with curious red eyes before popping out of the ground and running off. The heat was getting even more intense making Alex sigh. He packed up his camera and grabbed his bag to retreat deeper into Ilex Forest. The light penetrated through the foliage just enough to provide decent photo lighting. Alex was able to get some more shots of nesting Pidgey and even a group of young Pikachu. ‘Wow these are amazing. Johto really is beautiful’ Alex thought to himself.

“Ugh I can’t believe this. So close to finishing this thing and I’m missing one last Pokemon” an angry young man said to himself. A Gengar trailed behind with its usual mischievous smile. “I don’t even know the first place to look for one of these” he said looking at the picture of an Umbreon in his Pokedex. A breeze flew by blowing the boy’s jacket revealing the trainer ID card reading Ian. Ian looked up from his Pokedex realizing he was close to Ilex Forest. “I just need an Umbreon. Maybe we can find an Eevee in here Gengar.” The Pokemon laughed and floated towards the forest taunting the trainer to follow. “Wait for me!” Ian said running after his Pokemon. He followed his Gengar’s trail but lost him deeper inside the forest. The sun was even starting to make its descent on the horizon. “Gengar come on, I don’t have time for games today. Where are you?” As Ian continued on through the forest, he lost his way. After getting turned around a few time he ended up in front of a shrine. “Whoa, I don’t think I’ve ever been on this side of the forest before” Ian muttered. He walked up to the shrine observing how old it was. “Gengar!” The Pokemon said intangibly jumping out of the shrine scaring Ian. Ian shouted, jumping back and falling on his butt while Gengar laughed. “Hardy har. Take a look at this Gengar” Ian said getting up and pointing to the shrine. The wood was faded and chipped but otherwise looked sound. “Legend says Celebi used to visit this shrine when given an offering” Ian said rubbing the roof. “How awesome would that be?” For fun he took out an old pokeball his mother gave to him and placed it inside the pedestal. “Hey look, a perfect fit” he joked. The shrine glowed faintly iridescent green surprising Ian. He backed up from the shrine as it glowed again brighter this time. A beam of light shown up from the shrine bathing the surrounding forest area in a yellow green aura. Ian shielded his eyes as the resulting wind burst shook his jacket and the trees. His Gengar clinging to his pants leg to not be blown away. When the light faded, Ian looked up to see blue eyes staring back at him. “Celebi?” he asked. The Pokemon smiled and nodded. It flew all around the trainer. Circling him, it sensed his deepest desire and innocently laughed to itself. Celebi puts its hands together and sent a luminous shockwave throughout the forest before disappearing in the same light it appeared in.

Alex was surprised to feel such a strong gust of wind from deep inside the forest. The breeze nearly making him drop his camera. The surrounding Pokemon fleed or took shelter. Just then, a beam of light shone from further in the forest in a yellow green spiral. But just as quickly as it appeared, it was gone. Alex chocked it all up to a freak incident or maybe an intense Pokemon battle. ‘I’m sure it was nothing’ he thought ready to continue onward. As he walked onward he saw a flash of brilliant light followed by a ripple that flew through him. The feeling like the aftershocks of an earthquake. The sensation tingled every part of him. ‘Man, Ilex Forest sure is one crazy place’ he thought anxiously. The sun already having made its descent and the moon starting to rise, Alex wanted to reach Goldenrod as quickly as possible. The bug Pokemon could be heard throughout the forest along with its other nocturnal residents. Alex couldn’t shake the sensation he felt earlier. He couldn’t tell what it was making his eyes feel like they were burning. He rubbed them unaware of the color changing from their normal brown to a light red. The iris around them darkening into a deep red. When he moved his hands away from his eyes, Alex was surprised to find he could see the forest path clearer than before. ‘Guess I just had something in em’ he thought adjusting the bag on his shoulder. He idly scratched his chest carefully traversing over an upturned root.

A slight irritation had been bothering Alex for a while since the earlier sensation. It started off a slight itch here and there, but evolved into full on irritation. He had to stop numerous times to scratch at his arm or side or thigh. The itching only getting worse as he tried to continue onward on his trek. After a while, the sensation became unbearable and Alex stopped moving altogether to scratch. When he lifted up his shirt, he audibly gasped at what he saw. Fine, black fur was creeping down his sides and leg spreading all over like a hairy rash. “What the hell is this!?” Alex screamed. The panic caused his heart beat to pick up in pace and further along the changes quicker. The fur started to blend in with the beard on his face and crawled down his neck. Alex felt his hands tingle and lifted them up watching in horror as the palms swelled and turned pink. His fingertips following suit. Soon, he has begun the formation of paw pads. “What the hell is go-EON. Umbreon.” Alex clamped his deformed hands over his mouth. ‘Why did I just say Umbreon?’ he thought panicked. Things started to click into place in his mind then. He was turning into a Pokemon! How in the world it was happening, Alex didn’t know but he had to find help. When he tried getting up to go look for help, he fell back on the ground. Looking back at his legs, he saw how they too, have changed. The appendages took on a digitigrade stance now as his ankles bent outwards. Alex in his panic tried getting up again only to fall back down. The fur only continued to spread in his panic induced stupor. His feet soon grew too small for his shoes and he slipped out of them. His feet having undergone the same changes as his hands. “Somebody help m-EON. Umbreon! Umbreon!” He said uncontrollably. It was starting to become harder and harder to remember how to use human speech. His mind knew what it sounded like but was unable to say it. Yellow rune-like patterns started forming on Alex’s arms and legs as the fur nearly finished consuming his body. Alex couldn’t find any trash of skin left on his body. As it overtook the majority of his head, his ears stretched into points and grew. They started elongating even more and Alex briefly couldn’t hear. The ears grew out longer and longer, the cartilage popping, before stopping. Fur crawled up the new ears as the rune-like pattern grew around them. Alex opened his mouth in pain feeling his teeth sharpen, and he let out a silent scream feeling his mouth start to move away from his face. His nose darkened to a deeper black than his new fur and grew out along with his mouth forming a slight muzzle. As it did, a final rune appeared just above his eyes on his forehead. Alex thought the changes were over until the world around him started to get bigger. In actuality, he was getting smaller. He was steadily shrinking in size and grunted in pain feeling some sort of irritation on his tailbone. Alex looked back in horror watching as it snaked it way further from his body growing out even longer. The hair from his back slithered its way up the foreign appendage’s skin. “Um…breon!” Alex groaned unable to make human speech any longer. He dug his hands into the dirt gritting his teeth oblivious that the hands were also shrinking. His thumbs moving further up his arm and shrinking away as his finger grew stubby and paw-like. The same process simultaneously happening to his feet. By now, the tail had finished growing along with the final rune forming around it. Alex had fully changed into an Umbreon much to the other forest Pokemon’s surprise. The clothing on him looking slightly ridiculous and baggy on such a small Pokemon. His new mind couldn’t remember why he was wearing such strange human clothing. His fur keeps his plenty warm already. He shook out of the clothes and kicked up dirt on them concealing their presence. “I’ve had it with this forest Gengar” came a familiar voice from behind. Alex looked behind him to see a human and a Gengar approaching. He got into a protective crouching stance ready to attack if necessary. His ears and tail sticking up as he bared his new teeth. Seeing the Pokemon of his quest, Ian dug out a pokeball. “Whoa! A real Umbreon. Gengar, what luck!” “Gengar use focus blast!” Ian shouted. The Pokemon jumped up and swirled a glowing reddish white ball of light before unleashing it towards Alex. Alex instinctively dodged one and then another but was grazed by the third hit. “Use hypnosis!” Ian said as Gengar looked towards Alex who started to feel very drowsy. Before he knew it, Alex was asleep. “Alright let’s go!” Ian said throwing his pokeball. It hit Alex in the side bouncing up in the air. A red light beamed from it encasing the sleeping Umbreon inside before falling to the ground and shaking briefly before stopping. “Alright, I got an Umbreon! My pokedex is finally completed” Ian shouted triumphantly. The Gengar looked at the idle pokeball feeling umcomfortable about the strange Umbreon. It shared the same aura as his trainer but was a Pokemon like it. Gengar didn’t dwell on it thought, content to share in his trainer’s victory. Ian threw the pokeball into the air releasing Umbreon who looked happily towards his new trainer. “Hmm, I wonder what should I call you” Ian said rubbing his chin. “You look like an Alex. I’ll call you Alex!” The words resonated with the Umbreon who briefly recalled a vague memory of itself but looking much different. Just like Gengar, it didn’t dwell on the thought happily shouting its name before walking alongside Ian. “Next stop, Goldenrod City!” he said marching onward. Alex would be about to see the sights of the biggest Johto city after all. END

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Commission - Hillbilly Huck

Clothes makeith the man: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/25004348/

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All the reports were in and work for that day was finally completed. William, the twenty-five year old office drone, was finishing up his final tasks for the day. After clocking out, he threw his work bag in the backseat of his sedan and drove nonstop home. It was Friday and he planned on taking advantage of the weekend to catch up on some much deserved gaming. Working Monday through Friday at the office eats up nearly all of his free time. The time he isn’t working, strategizing reports, or researching, he’s eating and sleeping. Gaming could hardly fit into the equation. William’s house came into view as he pulled out of his thoughts and turn down the road. Parking his house in the driveway he got out and grabbed his bag from the backseat. He hadn’t checked the mail in a few days so he walked over to his mailbox releasing the flood of letters onto the ground. William bent over to pick them up and as he rose he saw a yellow-orange package stuffed in the back of his mailbox. Raising a confused brow, he took it along with the other mail and headed inside. William dropped his bag on the ground by the door, kicked his shoes off and headed towards the living room before plopping down on the couch. “Bill, bill, junk mail, stupid advertisement, bill” he muttered tossed one letter after another onto the coffee table in front of him. When he got down to the package he looked it over curiously. “I didn’t order anything” he thought. He also wasn’t expecting anything. Looking the envelope over, there was no return address. Shrugging he tore through the wrapping and bubble wrap before pulling out a box. There were no words, writing or anything, just a plain, white box. When he opened it up, William saw a CD rom on top of Styrofoam. The CD has a cartoon depiction of a man smiling in overalls, barefoot, carrying a bucket with a straw hat on. The title read Hillbilly Huck. “The hell is this?” William said to himself. Why would someone send him a weird video game? Did he get it by mistake? William didn’t ponder much on as he stomach chose that moment to remind him of his hunger. He dropped the disc back into the box before heading to the kitchen to make a snack. When he returned with his sandwich in hand, he sat back on the couch and turned on his TV. PC game forgotten for the moment, William goes onto play some of his console games for a while.

His online gaming buddies had no idea what the mystery game was when he brought it up. “Maybe it’s some super old rare game from the 80s” one of them said through voice chat. “I’ve never even heard of that title and I play all the classics” another piped up. “Yeah, and I just did a google search on that thing. The name isn’t registered anywhere” he said catching William’s attention. “Ooo, maybe it’s a homemade game someone never got around to releasing and gave up on it” the youngest in their group said. “So what, they gets pissed and mail it to the first address they see to beta test?” “I mean, it is a possibility” “An unlikely one” “But still possible” he said mockingly. William listened to their discussion spinning the disc on his finger. “I’ll check it out tonight” William finally says.

After finishing his session with his gaming friends, William heads upstairs to his room and boots up his computer. The monitor fills with color and the machine whirls to life. He goes through the login process before inserting the disc. A window popped up with showing a slow moving blue progress bar. William fidgeted in the chair as the bar ascended across the screen When it finally done a new window came up with a title screen of a charming looking game. Hillbilly Huck was shown in bold, bubbly letters at the top with a scrolling pixel gif of a farm. There was a red barn with various barnyard animals grazing about and a Hillbilly Huck himself shown sleeping propped up against a fence post with a pitchfork next to him. “Well at least it looks well made” William said to himself as he grabbed his mouse and hovered over ‘start game’. The graphics were a drastic switch from the title screen. Gone was the 8-bit pixel avatar and now a high-def model of the mascot was shown walking up steps into a farmhouse. “Welcome to the Hillbilly Huck’s farm hyuk!” the deep voice narrator boomed from the speakers. It caught William off guard startling him and he turned down his volume a bit. William was guessing this was the tutorial portion of the game. ‘Huck’ was taking him through all the basic gameplay. Seemed like your run of the mill point-and-click sort of game. It was actually pretty fun. The model for Huck wasn’t bad to look at either, William thought as the character bent over to pick up a bale of hay. Whoever made this put a lot of detail in him. He almost looks life-like! “Hyuk! Good job city slicker, now it’s time to milk the cows!” Huck said on screen. Everything about the game was almost hypnotic. The easy gameplay taking virtually no thought to get down as William continued playing.

“Now remember pard’ner, only city slickin yellow bellies wear shoes” Huck said lifting up a massive foot to show off the well rendered sole. ‘What a weird message’ William thought.

William glanced at the clock on his dresser reading two in the morning and nearly jumped out of his chair. He looked down at his feet, now bare, not able to remember when he got rid of his shoes. His usually bare feet had hair growing on the tops of them. “Might as well get ready for bed” he said to himself oblivious. He rose and stretched. William had a light dusting of body hair he was oblivious to. His feet looked slightly bigger as well. “Where’s the bathroom again?” he said scratching his head with a finger. Then it dawned on him his room has a bathroom. He pissed getting some on the rim and washed up before diving in bed and falling asleep.

The rest of the weekend played out just like Friday minus going work. William woke up, brushed his teeth, ate, and played Hillbilly Huck all day before going to bed and repeating. All the while he body was periodically growing bulkier. His arms and leg growing muscle and his feet growing nearly two sizes. Sunday evening, William was upset realizing he had work the next morning. Not only that, but his feet busted through his favorite pair of house shoes. He wiggles the bare set of toes that poked through grumbling. “They were getting old anyway” he muttered not remembering that he bought the shoes only a week ago. William tossed the shoes in the trash opting to pad around his home barefoot again. He noticed how much more comfortable it felt anyway. The light dusting of hair on top growing into a full bush. After heading upstairs, William signed on his computer and browsed games online. An ad for men’s overalls popped up catching his attention. He clicked on the link redirecting him to a product page. “Now that looks gooooood” he said with a drawl similar to Huck. William bought the overalls for overnight shipping and headed to bed.

The next day at work was difficult for William. He had a hard time focusing on his reports, and his clothes felt too constricting on his body. If he loosened his tie anymore, it’d come off. Chest hair poked out from his disheveled button up shirt. His shoes also made his massive feet feel cramped as if he’d outgrown them years ago. Looking around he sees no one near his cubicle and slips off his shoes and socks. The relief was almost instant. If William had paid attention he’s have seen how much bigger his feet were now. The toes especially looking meatier than before. He wiggled them popping the joints and sighing in relief. “William!” said a familiar booming voice. A built older man wearing thick, boxed glasses with graying, thinning hair came around the side of the cubicle. The man took in William’s appearance raising an eyebrow but shrugging. “Where are those reports I asked you for an hour ago? You’re never late” he demanded. William looked at him dumbstruck. “Reports Mr. Wheaton?” he echoed. His boss had a visible crease in his brow. “William, I don’t know what’s with you today but go home. Clear your head and come back tomorrow ready to WORK” he said and left him. William grinned stupidly and grabbed his stuff before heading out of the office completely barefoot. A few onlookers gazed at the strange actions of the usually punctual worker.

As soon as William got home he saw a package at his door and went inside. Opening it up, he saw it was the overalls he ordered the night before. “Hell yes, been waitin for these bad boys all day yeeehawww!” William shouted quickly disrobing. He stripped down nude and put the overalls on over his naked body. “Wooowee these are snug as june bug in joo-ly with a torchstick” William said not knowing where the words came from. He shrugged off the stray thought content to feel his body up. The overalls were a perfect fit. He took the stairs by two’s getting to his room before sitting in his chair. He forgot momentarily how to boot up his computer before turning on the contraption. That afternoon into the evening William continued to play his mind numbing game oblivious to the adverse changes it was starting to have on him.

The following morning William showed up to the office late still wearing his overalls with the addition of a straw hat he had from an old Halloween costume. His bare feet clomped down the hall of the office floor garnering a few puzzles stares his way. William nodded to the onlookers and sat down in his cubicle. “Now how do you work these doohickies?” he muttered scratching a fuzzy chin. He poked and prodded as his computer even slapping it a few times. “Um, do you need some help William?” Jared, the IT guy asked him. William smiled goofily. “Call me Willy city slicker. And yea, I dunno how to turn this thing on” he answered with his new drawl. Jared, disturbed, still went to help William- Willy, turn on his computer. He quickly left after a hard congratulatory slap on the back.

“Now what do I do with this thing?” William said click over files. His altered mind now making sense of expense reports of budgets. “Gosh darnit. All this ‘buh-jit’ nonsense is makin my head hurt” William grumbled. “William!” came Mr. Wheaton’s angry voice. He marched down the hall of cubicles making the other drones cower in their own. Mr. Wheaton came to the side of William’s cubicle and nearly did a double take at what he saw. “Boy, what in GOD’S name are you wearing? Where are your shoes? And WHY are you late with none of my reports submitted!?” he said going up in volume with each question. Willy laughed. “It’s Willy sir. You sure turn red when yer mad Wheaty.” Mr. Wheaton looked as if he’s bust a gasket any second now. “That’s it William! I want you out of this office immediately. You’re fired!” Wheaton announced before storming off. The old William would have been devastated of losing his job but ‘Willy’ was relieved to not have to do any of that hard accounting stuff anymore. “Later y’all. It’s been real nice workin with ya. But retirement awaits uh hyuk” William said casually strolling down the hall. He jumped up in the air and clicked his bare heels. He went into the elevator momentarily trying to figure out how to work it before a women pressed a button for the main lobby. Willy tipped his hat in thanks and the woman blushed.

A week has passed since Willy lost his job. With his savings he’s able to live comfortably at his house for the next two years, but he had other plans. Willy sold his house and most of his possession that “city folk” only would need and moved down south. He used the money to buy a farm from an old rancher already with animals included. The rancher was older with white hair and didn’t even question how a hillbilly like William could afford to buy him out. Willy already had experience with farm work from his game, which he kept in the new farmhouse. He’d need some extra hands though and grinned jabbing his pitchfork into the ground. He walked barefoot to the house intent on putting an ad in the newspaper. “Willy’s ranch is open for business!” END

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Commission - Outbreak

Virus epidemics are such BULL crap huh? http://www.furaffinity.net/view/24932831/

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“It has been several years since the Form Unraveling Retrovirus has surfaced. Officials would like to remind the public the dangers of contact with the infected as the disease spreads very easily. Those who are infected experience drastic alterations to their DNA structure. The United States has seen a significant divide between the healthy and unhealthy persons. Since the formation of the New United States three years ago, the government has split the country into factions attempting to contain the spread of disease. Their efforts have stopped mass outbreak but citizens worry about the unstable future of their country and world.” The television set was turned off and a young man about 20 years of age got up from the loveseat and stretched his 6’3 frame. Green eyes stared down at his friend Fernando in the chair across from him. “What they don’t tell you is that this disease makes you queer” “What are you on about Ricky?” Fernando asked swiping away on his phone. Ricky walked in the kitchen of their apartment and reached in the cupboard. “Remember Marcus? Big dude, meathead, bangs a different girl every day of the week?” “What about him?” Fernando asked looking over his shoulder. “Lexi told me she heard HE got infected with the F.U.R virus and totally became a fruit” Ricky said grabbing chips. “And here I thought this thing turned you into some animal hybrid thing” Fernando laugh. “Yeah, really funny smartass. But now he’s the one getting fucked like a chick. We’re outta chips by the way.” Ricky said letting out a loud belch. Fernando sighed and rolled his eyes. “You’re such a pig, Ricky.” “Whatever you say Mr. Perfect” Ricky said grabbing his jacket. “I’m going for a run.” “This late at night?” “No one around, cool breeze, quiet, it’s perfect” he said and was out the door. --- It was nearly two in the morning and his roommate hadn’t returned yet. Normally Fernando would’ve have cared but security around the district had me tightened ever since the sighting of some infected last week. He grabbed his own coat and keys and went out the apartment door down a floor and out the building. He went to the nearby park he knows his roommate frequently visited but didn’t see him anywhere. Fernando ended up checking all of Ricky’s usual hangouts to no avail. The man wasn’t answering his phone either which was also unusual. “He loves to hear himself talk” Fernando snorted amused at the thought. Distracted by his web browsing, Fernando didn’t see the figures approaching him until it was too late. They gagged and restrained him, the action making him drop his phone in the struggle. Muffled, he tried yelling for help until a sickly sweet scent clouded his senses and he fell unconscious. --- When Fernando woke it was still dark out. Or at least that’s what he thought with the blindfold on. He tugged the wrist bounds behind his back only to find them restrained. The same with his feet. He was still gagged and resting on something that smelled sweaty and familiar. There was movement off to his right and a flash of light before it dimmed again. He heard laughing from several individuals before there was brief silence again. “Let’s see how you humans like the ridicule” the unknown voice said to his groggy mind before the sickly sweet scent returned along with a bitter salty taste. Then Fernando fell unconscious again. When Fernando woke again he could see again, although with how dark it was there wasn’t much to see. He was also no longer gagged or restrained either. Still resting on the same something from before, he got up sighting and saw it to be Ricky, still in his workout clothes. They were deserted in some back alley. “Okay, so we were kidnapped and taken somewhere and…left?” he wondered aloud. Ricky stirred back in consciousness groaning. “How much did I drink last night?” he said sitting up rubbing his head. “You weren’t drunk. Pretty sure we were drugged and kidnapped. Where the hell we are, I don’t freaking know.” Fernando said irritably getting up from the cold ground. Ricky followed suit stumbling slightly. The two walked out the alley wary of their unfamiliar surroundings. Fernando saw a figure that made him stop cold in his tracks making Ricky bump into him. Ricky was about to protest when Fernando dragged him back around the corner to a different alley covering his mouth. When he saw the coast was clear he removed his hand “What the HELL was that for?” Ricky whisper loudly. “Whoever took us dropped us off in an infected city” Fernando said worriedly. Ricky’s face dropped and he slumped down the brick wall. “What the hell are we gonna do!?” Fernando asked. “How should I know? You’re the idea guy!” Ricky shot back. Fernando started pacing in the alleyway. A thought occurred to him and he checked his body for any signs of infection. “Nothing” he thought relieved. “Okay wherever we are seems to have a lot of alleys and it’s dark out, so as long we stay quiet and unseen, we can try getting out of here.” Ricky nodded. The two went on to traverse the back alleys of the unknown, infected city. Hiding out, they saw varying humanoid hybrids no doubt victims of infection. Some of them even openly engaging in perverse, sexual actions. “I don’t wanna end up like that, man” Ricky whined running his hands through his much thinner hair. “Shut up and we won’t” Fernando whispered back harshly adjusting his pants. Whoever had kidnapped them definitely didn’t want them escaping. Navigating was hard when you couldn’t risk asking for directions. Neither boy had their phones either losing them after being kidnapped. “Man I’m starving” Fernando thought dryly. They’d been walking for hours now and night was nearly over. The sound of plastic wrapping caught his attention and he turned around seeing his friend stuffing his face. “Ricky!” the boy said in a harsh whisper. “What the fuck?! Where did you get that?” Ricky’s cheeks lit up in embarrassment before his swallowed his mouthful. “Promise not to be mad?” he asked. “I definitely do not promise. Ricky I swear to go-” “It was from the trash back there. It was hardly eaten. I just ate around it. Dude, I was sooo hungry.” Fernando groaned loudly rubbing thicker palms over his face. Ricky hiccupped which sounded suspiciously like a squeals “DON’T do that again. You’re literally asking to be infected duuOOOde” Fernando said clamping his hands over his mouth. “What the fuck was that?” Ricky asked. “I don’t fucking know!” Fernando shouted back. He didn’t know why he was suddenly so angry. Air even shot out of his much more enlarged nostrils. “Still haven’t figured it out boys? Or just don’t want to acknowledge the obvious?” a voice said from behind them making the two jump. Fernando recognized it as one of the voices when they were kidnapped. He wasn’t alone either. Their kidnapper stepped into the light revealing himself to be a raccoon looking hybrid. The other three behind him were a skunk, badger and possum, all dirty and barely clothed. A mixture of cut and uncut cocks hung from their animal sheaths. Some even dripping with tainted semen. The sight made the two boys drool a bit before getting ahold of themselves. “Ah, I see the infection worked quicker than expected?” the raccoon guy said taking in their slightly altered appearances. Fernando’s blood ran cold at the thing’s words. “What the hell are you queers talking about!?” Ricky growled. “When we kidnapped you, rather easily by the way, we gave you each some of our cum in your vulnerable states” he said smiling wickedly. Ricky eyes bulged before he bent over both in pain from his backside and also from unsuccessfully trying to vomit. Fernando got angry all over again and lunged for his kidnapper who easily side stepped him. He fell breaking his fall of bags of trash. “Now now, no need to lose your temper Fernando” “How the hell do you know my name!?” Fernando said getting up. “We’ve been watching you and your friend for a while now. You humans look down on us because of this virus. See us as second class citizens. Nothing much animals beneath your feet. Well guess what, now you will be too.” “You can’t do this to us! It’s illegal” Ricky groaned clutching his expanding stomach. Some parts of skin paled to a whitish color before settling on a soft pink. He no longer felt pain in his back as a spiny tail poked its way through his ruined jogging shorts. “Come now, you don’t actually think we care about legalities in District 87 do you?” raccoon guy said laughing. Fernando hung his head in defeat. If they were in District 87, then they really were screwed. That’s a whole state over. Rumors of how depraved the infected are here spread almost as quickly as the disease. “We’ll cleanse the earth of humanity until only use ‘infected’ remain. Then there won’t be any need for these silly divisions between human and animal.” Fernando clutched his head in pain as ivory horns poked their way through his forehead. He could feel the changes accelerated by the anger he felt towards the hybrids. A whip-like tail rapidly grew from his backside and his fingers fused into three. His nails hardened into a keratin-like substance and soon he had hoof hands. Ricky wasn’t doing much well off. His changes accelerated by the infected food he ate. His nose already formed into a snout. His hair was balding until just a tuff was left at the top. His hands also going through the same change as Fernando’s and the girth of his new weight tore the clothes he wore. Gone was the fit, athletic body he reveled over and in its place was a pudgy, fat pig’s body. Soon his changes were complete as his ears flopped over and he let out a squeal of panic. Raccoon guy laughed at the new victim. “Welcome to the family porkers!” He turned his attention back to Fernando who had gotten and lunged again this time catching him by surprise. Fernando had the guy pinned to the brick wall determined to put his horns to a much more grisly use. He didn’t get the chance though as raccoon guy’s friends tore him away and restrained him. “Hehe, you almost got me there. Figured the change would kill that fight you had left but apparently I was wrong” he said unzipping his pants and dropping them. Raccoon guy held his swollen cock in his paw and started jerking it. Fernando struggled to get free but even he couldn’t fight off three guys himself. Ricky was utterly useless having gave into his new instincts. He was stuffing his face with the remainder of his food from earlier. Raccoon guy’s face tightened up before he shot yellowed sperm all over Fernando’s growing muzzle. Some landed in his mouth and he involuntarily swallowed. That seemed to progress his remaining changes. Fur grew all over his body from his head to the tuft of his new appendage. His shoes ripped as his feet transformed into hooves. His horns grew out longer and his face pushed out further along with his nose. What Ricky loss in muscle, Fernando made up for in muscle as his arms and legs swelled with new tissue. The last change he went through was his own cock which darkened with splotches and swelled. It grew out wider and blunted into a flat tip at the top. His balls ballooned up as new, tainted splooge formed inside. Soon Fernando was just another animal like the others. Fernando stopped fighting then as his new mindset took over. The changes making him orgasm as well as he shot a copious load onto the alley ground. Lustful eyes stared up at the raccoon who returned the smile. Raccoon guy leaned in for a kiss which Fernando generously returned with his new, longer tongue. “Welcome home boys.” END

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Commission - Horse Flu

Beware of equine pathogens this flu season: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/24899485/

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School begins within the next two weeks. It was time to start getting down to the nitty gritty of preparation. Fernando checked off things on his list as he paced his kitchen. “Class schedule, check. Supplies, check. Books, check. New clothes, check. Snacks? Eh, I’ll get those when I get there” he said shrugging to himself. He continued going down the list checking off on the small things like his student ID and haircut. When he reached the end of the list, his eyes went wide in panic. “Shit shit shit. Physical! HOW did I forget the freaking physical!?” he said diving for his phone on the counter. Fernando scrolled through his contacts until he reached his doctor’s office number and dialed. The line ringed before the voice of a young woman answered. “Doctor Shelby’s office. How can I help you” she said brightly. “Hey Kristin its Fernando-” “Oh hi Fernando! How are you? Did you start school yet?” she asked with her usual bubbly enthusiasm. Fernando anxiously laughed. “No, not yet haha. But that’s actually why I’m calling.” “Let me guess” she interrupted humming in faux thought. “You waited til the last minute again to get your physical didn’t you?” Fernando could also see the woman’s smug smile over the phone. “In my defense-” he started. “I did have it at the top of my list. I just forgot when I started my job.” “Mmmhm” she said not buying it. “Well let me see what we have available” she told him. Fernando could get the flipping of pages over the line. “Ah! We have something available for four o’ clock tomorrow afternoon actually. Are you available then?” Fernando breathed a sigh of relief at his luck. “Y-yes! Definitely!” Kristin laughed at his enthusiasm. “Hmm, looks here like you need some normal stuff and a new shot” she said. “New shot?” Fernando asked confused. “Yep! But don’t worry about it. See you tomorrow!” she said and the line went dead. Fernando looked his phone before setting it back down on the counter. That was weird, but at least he can get his physical for school. --- Fernando showed up the next day to the doctor’s office at four in the afternoon on the dot. He walked into the office waiting room greeted by the gray tiled floor and dim fluorescent lighting. He saw the same beige furniture and old magazines on the short, wooden coffee table. The news played on a mini suspended flat screen towards the back of the room. There was only one other man in the waiting room, an older guy around his early 50s. He looked up from his newspaper to see the newcomer and we back to reading uninterested. Fernando turned towards the sign-in sheet at the receptionist window greeted by a smiling, familiar face. “Hey you! Right on time” Kristin said all smiles as usual. Her duck patterned scrubs matching her bright personality. “Hey Kristin” Fernando said signing in. “Wait right over there and I’ll see if everything is ready, okay?” she said. Fernando nodded and went to go take a seat. He played with his phone and bit and idly listened to the hum of the lighting and the news that played in the background. “-and doctors are encouraging more people to take the vaccine to prevent the spread of infection. Back to you in the studio Tom” the lady reporter on screen said. The anchor on set went on to talk about some celebrity gossip that Fernando loss interest in more content to scroll through his phone. Minutes later, Kristin came through the back door holding a clipboard in her hand. “Fernando?” she called into the waiting room. Fernando took that as his cue to follow her in the back. As he passed, another boy was moving to leave towards the front. Fernando only caught a glimpse but he could’ve sworn he saw the guy with a full on mullet. “Some trends should stay dead” he thought. “Right this way” Nurse Kristin told him bringing him out of his thoughts. They walked to the back of the room where the scale and cabinets were. “Take a seat right here” she told him as she reached for the box of latex gloves on the counter. Fernando took a seat and put his phone in his pocket. The nurse went through the cabinet drawers and pulled out a blood pressure cuff. “Alrighty Fernando you know the drill, let’s get you weighed and measured” she said cheerfully.  Fernando got up and stepped on the scale putting his arms linked behind his back. The nurse messed with the metal rings on the scale until they stood evenly distributed and wrote the results down on her clipboard. “Looks like you got the freshmen 15 before school” she joked. Fernando laughs along. He thought about all the last night snack and gaming sessions he did over the summer. At least it was only 15 pounds. “And you grew an inch too!” she said beaming. She scribbled away on her pad before turning back towards him. “Okie doke, let’s take your blood pressure now.” She gestured back to the chair and Fernando complied holding out his arm palm face up. Nurse Kristin wrapped the cuff around Fernando’s arm and secured the velcro strap. She took the inflation bulb in her band and started squeezing fast before slowing down letting the hair deflate a bit. She did this slowly a few more time sbefore the whole thing deflated and went to mark that result down as well. “Alright, nothing out of the ordinary here, last thing is your shots” she said. Fernando raised an eyebrow. “Doctor Shelby isn’t here today?” he asked puzzled since she usually administers the injections. “Oh, no unfortunately not. She got called away on family business. Won’t be back til Monday I’m afraid.” Fernando nodded in understanding. Kristin pat his shoulder and gave him a thumbs up. “Don’t worry. I may be a klutz, but ironically an excellent nurse. I can totally handle your shots. Come sit on the exam room table in here” she said herding him into an exam room. Fernando hopped up on the table letting his legs swing below him. The nurse returned quickly with the shots. “Okay you have the basic ones and this new one. A vaccine for horse flu.” “Horse flu?” “Yeah, haven’t you seen the news? All the doctors are clamoring on about the dangers it can do to the human body and yada yada yada” she said laughing. Fernando did recall catching the end of a story just before coming in. “Okay these’ll only sting a bit just stay still” she said wiping his left arm with alcohol. She took one of the vaccines and plunged it in draining the fluids. When finished she put a tiny bandage on. She repeated the steps another time before injecting the last one for “horse flu” in completing draining its contents into his arm. “And with that you’re done!” she said sing-songy. Kristin disposed of the needles in the hazard disposal and Fernando hopped off the table. He went back to the waiting room and signed out thanking Kristin were leaving. By the time he got to his car, his feet were hurting. He ignored the dull ache and headed home --- Unfortunately the dull ache only worsened throughout the evening. Fernando ditched his shoes and later his socks when he got home. It hurt just to be on them so he spent most the evening sitting. His stomach rumbling and the feeling of hunger awoke the need to get up later. Grumbling, he got up off balanced but found it much more comfortable to stand on the tips of his toes. Satisfied with the relief he continued the strut into the kitchen. Normally he’d eat whatever meat was in the freezer but the thought of cooking meat made his stomach queasy. Looking through his refrigerator, nothing seemed very satisfying until he came across a salad he saved from work. Drooling, he took it out and placed it on the counter opening the top of the plastic container. Not even going for a fork, he dug in stuffing his face into the bowl. He crunched through the leafy goodness like his life depended on it. After finishing his hunger still wasn’t satisfied and he remembered that he kept some granola in the cabinet. He combined that with some yogurt from the fridge and even made himself a wheatgrass shake. After consuming the hearty, healthy meal, he let out a loud belch that echoed through the house. Fernando retired back to the couch content to watch TV in the late hours of the night. It was around midnight when he felt an itch on his neck. When he went to scratch he felt hair, a lot more of it than usual. He got up, still on the tips of his feet, by instinct this time and went to the bathroom. The mirror reflected a quite different image from earlier. His chestnut colored hair had grown a lot more than he was comfortable with. It trailed down his neck and he could even feel some on the small of his back. He flinched in pain feeling there where a small nub of skin has formed. Confused he poked and prodded at it, which only encouraged it to grow out more. Fernando turned tail to run to his room but tripped over his own feet. Looking down, he saw his toes meshed together in a clump of flesh that was quickly hardening into a solid substance. The process repeated on his other foot and changed his footing inwards. Freaked out, Fernando stared down at the hooves that had formed. The fear and adrenaline he was putting out in earnest only seemed to exacerbate his changes quicker. He got up on alien legs, wobbling slightly before regaining his footing and took the stairs in two’s until he reached his room. He went in and locked the door behind before tripping once again and falling on his carpeted floor. The action caused his glasses to fall off. When he got to his knees, Fernando moved to pick up his glasses only to discover he could see clearer without them. “What the hell?” he said to himself. He didn’t have time to think further on it as his body started heating up all over. The heat was nearly unbearable and Fernando made quick work of removing his clothing. He ditched his shirt, shorts and underwear. Now, sitting naked on the floor of his room, Fernando panted looking down at the hair creeping up from the ankles of his new feet. The hair spread rapidly up his shins to his inner thighs and around his backside. He moaned as he felt himself becoming more erect than usual. The unusual but now welcome sensation arousing him more. It was if all the blood in his brain was redirected towards his groin. He found it hard to even panic about the changes anymore. It was if his brain took an immediate vacation to let his penis do the thinking for him. Darkening fingers took ahold of an equally darkening penis and started pumping. As he pumped, the changes continued forming a protective sheath on his lower stomach around his inflating cock which mottled from its normal tan, into a dark brown color. The head of the shaft blunting and widening into a flat head. His testicles surged with extra sperm causing his balls to inflate more and more and sag. The ecstasy of the changes made Fernando moan which sounded more like a horse’s whinny. The fur continued to overtake his body covered his arms and back until nearly every part of him was encased in fur. The nub from earlier grew out longer before darker fur covered and Fernando’s reflexively whipped his new tail. Now hooved hands continued to pump his new horse shaft ignoring the rest of the changes occurring to him. If Fernando looked in the mirror now it’d be odd seeing a mostly human head on a horse’s body. He wouldn’t have time to think about that as the dormant hair growth started up again covering Fernando’s face. The hair on his head became shaggy and grow out stretching down his lengthening neck. New muscles formed through his body supported his unusual, animalistic growth spurt. He looked down his new body watching as his nose grew further and further away from his face joined by his mouth. His eyesight changed too and he found his vision being on either side of his face than the middle. He let out a particularly loud neigh feeling his face continue to stretch out. The sensation like a full body erection. As his now longer, pointed ears traveled to the top of his head, the changes were nearly complete. Fernando felt himself coming to the brink of orgasm and yelled out a whinny erupting cum all over his room. White liquid that quickly turned into a more pale yellow splashed on himself, his bed, his floor and even reaching as far as the ceiling far. Panting, he laid out flat on the floor basking in bliss. His chest moving up and down as he breathed heavily from his body’s efforts. ~~~ Meanwhile, back at the doctor’s office, Nurse Kristin was cleaning up for the day. A horse flu vaccine dropped out of her apron and she picked it up looking at the label “Do not administer more than a half dose” in big, red letters. “Oops” she said. END

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Commission - Horns of Lynel

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“I can’t believe Halloween is only a few days away” a young woman said hopping onto the sidewalk. She was trailed by two of her friends, both of them coming back from the gym while she, from work. “Yeah, it’s crazy how fast the year has went by” the young man coming up next to her said. “Hey Leon, we still on for games later? I gotta go home and change” he said to the blonde haired young man. The boy in question fixed his glasses and adjusted the gym bag on his shoulder. “Yeah sure Chris, I have to shower and stuff anyway. By the way, have you guys gotten your costumes for Caitlin’s party yet? I totally forgot” he asked them. Chris groaned and face palmed his forehead. “Hell, I forgot all about that thing. What about you Miranda?” he said nudging the young woman next to him. “Sorry boys, some of us are proactive” she said winking at them. “I finished my costume weeks ago.” Chris snorted at her. “Guess being a perfectionist fashion major helps huh?” She narrowed her eyes at him. “You bet your ass it does. I didn’t spend all those sleepless nights just to sew for the rest of my life.” Chris continued to laugh and provoke their friend and bicker. Meanwhile, Leon was lost in thought wondering what he should wear to the costume party. Knowing Caitlin, he’d have to go all out since her parties are always over the top. “Leon!” Chris said bringing out of his thoughts. He friend slung an arm over his shoulder grinning at some idea he cooked up. “Since you and me don’t have costumes yet, I was thinking tomorrow we can go costume hunting.” Miranda rolled her eyes. “This late into the Halloween season? You two will be lucky to find costume ears around here.” “Aw, ye a little faith Miranda, I’m sure there’s still something around here.” Leon laughed at his friends. “I’m with her on this one dude. It’s even too late to order anything online I bet.” Chris pouted. “Aw come onnnnnn man. Pleeease? I’ll be your best buddy” “I thought you were my best buddy.” “Yeah but now I’ll be even better than that” he persisted. “Besides, you know how Caitlin gets. If everything isn’t perfect we’ll catch the coldest of shoulders and pay later on.” Leon shuddered at the last time they dropped the ball on a Caitlin related event. He still remembers the ice burns. “Okay fine, we’ll go costume shopping tomorrow then” Leon conceded. Chris’ eyes lit up. “Sweet! I’ll just spend the night then haha.” Miranda shook her head at the two of them. They got to her house and she waved goodbye to them. “I’ll see you guys at the party on Saturday. Don’t be late~” she said and closed her door. Luckily they all lived relatively close to one another. Miranda was by the gym where Leon’ car was parked. He loaded his stuff in and got in the car with Chris following. *** That evening, the boys played a variety of video games cycling through various gaming systems. “Well, this game really is worth all the hype” Chris started. “Right!? It’s an awesome Zelda game” Leon said excitedly. Breath of the wild was currently his favorite in the series. “Gliding, climbing whatever the heck you want, tons of eye candy, and taming the horses.” “How crazy was that last shrine dude?” Chris told him taking another handful of popcorn. Leon almost flailed his hands in frustration just remembering. “It was insane! That damn labyrinth with that storm? Was cool that it gave a lot of cool stuff though.” Chris nodded at that. “Was worth the hell we had to go through with those guardians. Luckily, we knew to shield before being weegee’d to death.” Leon spit out his soda at that laughing. “The barbarian headdress item is pretty awesome. Gonna add to the randomness of my character’s outfit.” Leon looks over at the time yawning. “It’s getting pretty late, we should call it a night. Gotta get up tomorrow to go ‘Halloween shopping’ right?” Chris punched his shoulder. “Smartass, but yeah we should head to bed.” He said packing up his switch. Leon turned off the living room and lights and headed for the stairs to his room. “Night man” he called down. “Night dude” Chris said settling in on the couch. *** “Ugh that was the third costume place. It’s like a tornado of wannabe cosplayers came through here” Chris said slumping against a brick wall. Leon sat down next to him and shrugged. “Well, it is like Halloween in 2 days so what’d you expect?” “A lot more than this at least. Even the lame costume are gone!” Leon laughed. “Well I guess we know better for next year right? Ready to call it a quits?” Chris stood up dusting himself off. “Screw that, we’re gonna find something. Just gotta find the right shop.” Leon sighed. “Dude, we’ve been at this for hours. I’m pretty sure we’ve hit every costume place around town. No one has anything. Face it, we’re 50 shades of screwed over.” Chris narrowed his eyes at his friend. “With that defeatist attitude we are. Where the heck are we anyway?” he said looking around. “Ummm downtown somewhere? I’ve never been to this part of town though. Everything’s kinda run down or old” Leon said looking at the old buildings. Some of them have seen better days. They looked to be still usable but others looked half destroyed. Mold and graffiti littered the places around them. Not many people were around either. “Internet says this used to be the old downtown before all that renovation. The city just kinda left this place to rot” Chris stated reading his phone. “Knowing the mayor, she’ll bulldoze this district for some fancy apartments no one in this small town needs anyway.” Leon said continuing to walk along the old, cracked sidewalk. Chris followed after him. “Who knows? Maybe we’ll get a new mall or something.” “Yes, cause that’s just what this place needs” Leon laughed. The two kept walking along the sidewalk for a few more blocks. Leon was about ready to call it a quits again and go back home. Caitlin could just do whatever unspeakable things she wanted. Chris pulled his out of his thoughts stopping him mid step with a hand to his chest. “Whoa dude, look at that!” he said pointing to an old, slightly decrepit building. The sign outside read ‘All Hallows Eve Wardrobe’. “Dude, this is it. Come on” he said pulling Leon towards the place. “Is this place even open? It looks super old.” “And probably has the coolest costumes too.” The boys walked up on the wooden porch to the shop which creaked under their weight. “Is this place even open?” Chris said peeking through the window. Just then, the door flew open shocking them both. Chris turned tail to leave. “Nah man, I’m out” Chris said before Leon grabbed his arm. “Oh hell no, you dragged me all across this city all day. We’re going in” he said pushing his friends towards the door. Once inside, they could see how old yet modern the inside was. It smelled like closed-up room. Costumes were all around the store. There were racks of clothes, shelves of items, and display cases full of trinkets and masks. Leon and Chris walked around the shop looking at all the stuff. “Wow, some of these costumes are surprising up to date given the…décor” Chris said motioning to the outside. “Can I help you gentlemen?” a voice said making Chris jump and Leon shout. The man behind them laughed. He was older, could be about their parent’s age in his 40s. He was tall, had short white hair and sideburns wearing a grey buttoned shirt and slacks. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you boys” he said apologetically. “It’s fine” Leon began. “The door just flew open and we didn’t know if anyone was here or not.” “Ah yes, I must get that old thing fixed. But please, feel free to browse. We don’t get many visitors these days after the renovations.” “A lot of these costumes are really well made mister….” Leon trailed off. “Norman. Call me Norman” he said offering his hands. Both Leon and Chris shook it introducing themselves. The boys browsed around the costume shop more at ease now. Chris found a realistic Dracula costume he liked and ended up buying it. Chris came across a display case with the coolest thing he saw. “Is this..is this a lynel mask from Legend of Zelda?” he called out to Mr. Norman who was behind the counter at the register. The man smiled a wicked smile not lost on Chris who raised an eyebrow. “Ah yes, yes. One of my best creations. Hand made with some love.. and a touch of magic” he said winking and chuckling. Chris didn’t pick up on the creepiness too mesmerized by the mask. He picked it up and observed it up closed. It reminded him of a Japanese oni mask. It had the horns and everything. Lion-like face with a scar across the left eye and a bit of a white and black mane behind the face mask part. “I’ll take it!” Leon said excitedly. “Excellent choice” the shop keeper smiled. *** Leon kept the mask in its case all that day until it was time for the party. Caitlin rented out a local park for the evening’s festivities. There were tents around and caterers serving food. The part seemed to be in full swing, music playing distantly in the background. The rest of Leon’s outfit was in the back he brought with him. An authentic looking barbarian’s vest and pants to go with his faux weapon. He was going to change in the bathroom to not ruin it beforehand. Chris and Miranda were already there mingling. Some were saying how Chris was acting a little bit “too” into character. Leon took the mask out its case and exited his car. He put it on heading for the park bathroom when he felt his entire body rumbling and he struggled to stay uptight and fell to his knees. He felt as if the ground was shaking underneath him. He grabbed his head in pain unsure to what’s suddenly come over him. The hands holding his head were quickly darkening. The skin turning greyer before settling on a dark grey. The same grey was trailing down his body. He felt little pinpricks along his skin that was fur growing out. The grey fur turned whiter on the backs of his elbows where it grew out thicker than the rest. His nails were lengthening and sharpening into claws. He grit his teeth that were also becoming sharper. The seam of the mask once visible was disappearing more and more before no trace of it could be found on his skin. Leon’s forehead hurt as it felt like something was drilling into his head. In actuality, the horns from the mask were fusing and becoming a part of his head. They grew out taller and curved slightly before the change stopped on his head. Once blue eyes opened back up to reveal glowing red ones. Leon felt his mouth and nose stretch out to join the empty space between the mask and his changing face. Soon he could smell and see through the nose and eyes of it as if it were his own. Leon’s hair also was growing out at an astonishing rate. His once blonde hair was becoming lighter and lighter going from bleach blonde to pure white. The grey hair from the mask mixed in with his new mane forming grey streaks along it. So much of it grew down his back tangling into messy braids. The young man felt the rumbling start up again in his lower body and fell onto his butt. He watched as his clothes ripped. Shirt straining where new muscles were forming. His upper body and abdomen becoming more defined. His pants were torn to shreds as his leg muscles expanded. Leon felt an uncomfortable pressure in his feet that bubbled until he felt relief when his shoes popped off. What he saw was not his feet however. He saw hooves. Black hooves with fur trailing up his ankles where his feet should be. The fur was thick around his new hooves. It reminded Leon of a Clydesdale horse. He felt a slight a slight discomfort feeling the joints in his new legs pop and his leg bend inwards. That subsided however once he felt a pain in how lower abdomen. He lifted his the remnants of his shirt revealing two new appendages growing out at a fast rate above his thick navel hair. They were the same color as his normal skin before they started darkening and growing fur to match his new form. The growth forced him to stand although the position awkward. This changed once he felt his legs start to grow further and further away from his body. He was confused for a second looking behind him to see how much larger his lower body has becoming. His new front hooves supporting him as the hair grew thick around his ankles. He felt his tailbone, or at least that’s what it felt like, start to move away from his spine. Growing out inch by inch before the flesh was covered in the same hair color as his mane. Leon thought the changes were finally over til his saw parts of his body lightening to a luminescent white in striped patterns across his new body. The changes stopped along his new tail. “Incredible!” he boomed in a much deeper voice. He stumbled a bit trying to use his new legs but worked up a trot to join the other party guests shocking them all with his realistic his “costume” was. Caitlin pouted being outdone at his own party. Norman watched from the trees of the park nearby laughing to himself. “Two more satisfied customers.” END

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Commission - For the Birds

Game immersion can have some side effects: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/24724200/

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Living your day to day life can be fun, exciting, or even incredibly boring. Being stuck in a routine can feel so hum drum after a while. These sentiments can especially be felt by Loez. A young office boy just like the rest of the drones clicking away at their cubicles. The resounding noise around the office was mixture of typing and the whirl of the copying machines. Loez sighed finishing his workload for the day and it wasn’t even lunch yet. He was good at his job but unnoticed by superiors which was fine by him. This job was cozy, it paid the bills and a little bit more. Plus, it was up his area of expertise. Feeling accomplished both figuratively and literally for the day, Loez reached into his backpack and pulled out his gaming console. He plugged in his headphones and loaded it up watching the blank screen come to life with a myriad of colors. It was hard to keep his excitement to himself playing one of his favorite games. He had to catch himself before letting slip a joyful outburst. His shift manager would not be happy about that whether he finished his work or not. Loez kept himself quiet and entertained watching as his character glided across maps, battled some monsters, and collected treasures. At one point he ran back into a delightful recurring character, Kass, the traveling accordion playing bird. “Man the things I’d do if I were him” he whispered to himself. *** “I need a new hobby!” said an exasperated voice at the bar booth. Loez had met some coworkers for drinks after work. They headed to their old spot near the metro. One of Loez’s coworkers, Richard, a fellow cubicle soldier, had just been kicked out of his old band not long ago. “I gave my life to that band. My heart and soul I tell ya” he went on taking a swig of his beer. “Richard you gave about four hours every Saturday to a bunch of teens who needed a place to practice” Michelle, another one of Loez’s coworkers retorted. She was a senior adviser which is a glorified way of calling her the shift manager’s secretary. She took a sip of her margarita laughing along with their last coworker, Mike, who was head of HR. “Yeah man, you didn’t think it weird that they never asked you what instrument you played when you signed up?” Mike said. Richard solemnly took a swig of his beer. “I just thought maybe they’d gauge me later. I made myself available and everything.” “Yeah, actually I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that” Michelle started. Mike waved her away. “Aw Michelle leave it alone. Can’t you see the poor boy has suffered enough?” he said snickering. A chorus of laughter and Richard’s usual line of cursing ensued. Loez kind of just reacted not having much to contribute. His coworkers were cool just not his type of crowd. But he had to endure little functions like this to not stand out or become a target. Not to mention he gets free drinks cause Michelle’s dad owns the place. “What about you Loez?” Michelle said bringing him out of his thoughts. Loez looked up confused. “Oh, sorry wasn’t paying attention. What was the question?” he said fixing his glasses. “I said do you have any hobbies yourself?” she answered. Loez thought about it for a moment. He sort of tinkered with computers but he wouldn’t necessarily call it a hobby. He’d been meaning to pick up a new instrument to play though ever since his keyboard broke. Consequence of playing it while having an open drink around. At least he didn’t get shocked. “Well um, not really. I wanted to get a new instrument though. I like music and all” he said lowly content to stare down at his untouched drink. The others nodded along in agreement. “It’s actually funny you say that” Mike started. “I was just about to tell Richard this the other day but I think you might be able to make better use of this info” he laughed ignoring Richard’s protests. “But yeah, there’s this like new place by Mr. O’Brien’s pizza right before you hit downtown. It’s like reeeeallly hidden, in an alleyway.” Michelle snapped her fingers. “Oh that’s right! We saw it on our way back from lunch last week.” Mike nodded. “So it’s like an old vintage music shop. Super old records, paraphernalia, the works. But mostly important, instruments. My buddy Jeff told me about it a while ago. Dude’s probably so caught up he hasn’t even called in a while” Mike said laughing but there was a hint of worry in his eyes. Loez didn’t pick up on it and Mike continued. “But yeah I know you’re into that kind of stuff so you should check it out” he said finishing off the rest of his drink. “Yeah man, I think I will” Loez answered tapping a small sip from his glass. “Alright boys enough chit chat, 20 bucks says I’ll kick all your asses in darts tonight” Michelle said standing up. “Oh hell yeah, I’ll take this bet” Richard said nearly tripping trying to exit the booth. *** Loez looked up at the building. “North 22nd street” he said reading the directions from his phone. “This is the place all right.” The exterior of the alley was dark and dirty with only a single metal door on a brick wall illuminated by florescent light above. Taking one step up the small staircase, Loez opened the door and let himself in the shop. The inside was just as Mike described it at work. It was old looking with a touch of modernism to appeal to classic music fans and hipsters. The walls were painted a neutral red color. The floor was an old wooded one. Equipment hung on metal hooks around the shop. The shop was lit by chandeliers that hung from the ceiling where other hooks kept some of the stringed instruments strewn. “Can I help you sir?” a voice said tearing Loez away from his observatons. “Oh, um I was just looking around, wanted to find an instrument.” “Well you’re definitely in the right place” he laughed. “Well in that case I can show you our selection of new instruments over here” the man said gesturing to the right. Noticing Loez’s hesitation he smiled. “Ah I see, you’re a man of refined tastes. Let me show you our collection of classic instruments” he said moving them to the left. Loez looked upon the racks of vintage instruments. Some even had tags with their year on it dating back to the early 20th century. Many of them showed signs of wear on them from the harsh years. He walked up and down the aisle eyeing all the various items. What caught Loez’s eyes was on the side of the store almost out of view. It was an old tan and yellow accordion. Just looking at it made me think of his favorite video game character. He felt almost drawn to it as he ran his hands over it. He felt an unexplainable spark just touching it and knew he had to have it. “I’ll take this one” he told the shopkeeper. The man clapped his hands together smiling a wicked smile. “Excellent choice! The last owner loved it as well. Said it helped him obtain his true desire.” *** Loez stood in his basement room. It was noise proof as to not disturb his neighbors whenever he played music. He had the accordion in his hands. Music stand in front of him but without any sheet music. An electrifying wave pulsed throughout his body. He figured it to be excitement of having something new to play with. That pulse found its way to his cock and his pants grew tighter. Content to practice before getting anything serious to play, he started playing freely. Loez didn’t have any experience playing an accordion but it’s almost as if he knew how to play it by instinct. His fingers knew just where to go on the treble keyboard and he knew when to flex and open the bellows. Before he knew it, he was playing a song he didn’t even know he knew and started to sing along to the melody. He breaks the rocks that serve to bind, Above the tempestuous bay. On wings of cloth and wood entwined, He lands on the altar to open the way. After finishing it almost felt like coming out of a haze. “What…was that?” he said aloud. The buzzing along his skin didn’t let up. The pin pricked feeling ran along his arms that rapidly grew hairier. Although that hair soon took on a lighter blue texture and softened. The hands gripping the bass buttons began to morph. His fingers ballooned up as they too were overtaken by the strange follicles encompassing his body. His nails changed into fine feathers that grew out longer. Even as these strange changes were taking place, Loez felt compelled to continue playing his new instrument. He placed his still changing hands back into position to play another song. An ancient hero spoke these words: 'One day I'll return to fight evil. As he spoke these words, he found it more difficult to enunciate. His teeth one by one began to fall out of his mouth dropping onto the cement floor below. At the same time, the skin along his nose and mouth grew tight together becoming indistinguishable. It stretched out and morph slowly hardening into what could only be described as a beak. The facial change making his glasses fall off his face. Loez found his voice again and continued singing after that as if nothing happened. My cache is at 17 of 24, This rock will point toward its retrieval.' The plumage sprouting on his arms spread down his abdomen where it lightened even more and became a radiant yellow. This yellow spread down the length of his torso and ended just below his groin and his throbbing cock. Loez’s hair started taking on the same color as the feathers that made up his new arms. The changes on his head finishing up as the final change around his eye took shape. The feathers there lightened from the rest of the blue. Loez’s head now resembled that of a bird. The strange bewitching feeling retuned and Loez played yet another song furthering along his changes. A beast that wears a crown of bone, The words acted as a catalyst for his metamorphosis. The feather growth continued to invade the rest of his body stopping his above his shins where the skin below his shorts darkened to a piercing grey. Prancing through the lush green. His shoes groaned as his feet grew within. His toes fused together leaving him two toes short of his former self. At least three shoe sizes added to the length of his feet as the nails grew darker and sharper. The shoe couldn’t take any more as the new appendages burst through the front ruining his sneakers. The ankles slimmed slightly and growing new muscle that would support his weight. And additional grew out the back of his heel and stretched out. Loez flexed his new talons. Mount the beast upon its throne, Loez sang as he felt a pulling sensation from his tailbone. A piece of skin grew out that was quickly covered in the same bright yellow feathers that made up his tors. The feather sat upright behind him. The plumage sat just above his butt which split into blue and yellow color respectively along his buttocks. For only then the shrine is seen. Loez felt his erection from earlier intensify as he sung the last line of the song. The words feeling as if they were surrounding his body in a musical aura that kept pushing his change further along. His normal pinkish cock darkened until it was jet black and grew wider. Blood surged through his improved length as his balls churned and blimped filling with copious amounts of cum. He shut in eyes in pleasure feeling himself come closer and closer to the point of no return. After playing the last note, his cock let loose a torrent of slightly yellowed splooge. It rained down on floor for a few moments before finally subsiding. Formerly green eyes opened to reveal orange ones with tints of yellow on the eyerises. He breathed heavily with the last of the changes also finishing. He looked down at his new body and smiled. He took up the accordion in hand again and played one final song. When the moon bleeds and the fiends are reborn, The monks will invite you as they have sworn. But first you must stand on the pedestal bare, With nothing between you and the night air.

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Commission - Footprints

Camping is a bigfoot’s favorite activity. I should know http://www.furaffinity.net/view/24958352/

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Jake loved his job, and he was very good at it too. He gets to make games for a living. It’s a literal dream come true for the kid who used to spend hours on end playing title after title in his bedroom. It was about as close to living the dream as you can get. But even then, sometimes you need a break from it all. He had been researching this place for almost a year. It was a safe camping ground not many go to due to the distance. Perfect for some alone time. Jake was packing his bag deciding between what amenities to bring. Then he started packing some food that’d last him the days he’d be there. Finally, his clothing to take along on the journey. “It will be cold, but do I need pajama bottoms?” he muttered to himself. He continued debating on the various fashion choices for the better part of an hour before heading to bed. --- The next day he got up early, car already packed from the night before, and started his long drive across the state to the campsite. The ride itself wasn’t long as people were probably still asleep so the roads stayed relatively clear of traffic. The parking grounds stopped short of a small slope that leveled out on the bottom where the camping grounds were. Jake parked his car and gathered his thing and make the trek down the conveniently placed staircase. When he found a spot deep enough in the woods for his liking, he started to set up camp.  His tent was set up and pitched before anything else. The fire was next so he set his things down to venture around his site for loose or dead wood for the kindling. It was easy enough gathering the needed materials but Jake couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched while doing so. Looking around he didn’t see anything other than trees. Shrugging, he headed back to the campsite with the firewood in hand. --- That evening Jake relaxed comfortably by the flames of his campsite. It was a beef stew kind of night for him. Easy to make and perfect camping food to make on a fire. Propped up against a large rock, he took out his sketchbook and started drawing some of the visible scenery around him. Even when relaxing, his video game obsessed mind was thinking of new designs for levels and general scenery. He held his thumb out in front of his and closed one eye picturing the area he wanted to sketch. When the idea came to him, his hand started drawing out the scene. It took a few tries and some erasing (not to mention some sketchbook paper), but he had mapped out a new possible area for his upcoming game. After putting his sketchbook away for the evening he went back near his tent and stayed outside for a bit content to gaze at the stars. “It’s so nice out here. Could totally get used to this” he thought. Just then, there was a rustling sound heard from a few feet away making Jake lean up on his elbows and look around in the darkness. “Hello? Is anyone there?” he called out to no answer. Jake’s first thought was animal. “Bear? Could it be a bear?” his panicked mind supplied as he went inside and moved to close the tent. But that’d be silly since the website he looked the place up on specifically said bears don’t roam in this area. A tall figure watched Jake from the tree line smiling to itself before disappearing deeper into the woods. Jake stayed up awhile uneasy of the unknown before inevitably falling asleep. --- Jake chocked the whole experience up to his overactive imagine playing tricks on him. He thoroughly researched the area and there’s definitely no bears. “Maybe it was just a rabbit or something” he thought amused to himself. He got up, unzipping his tent and stretched. Jake pondered on what to do today. The sun was out but it wasn’t too hot and he didn’t bring any shorts for swimming. Not to mention he didn’t see a body of water anywhere even if he wanted to. Luckily he thought ahead and brought plenty of bottled water. “A hike” Jake said aloud. It was perfect. He wanted an excuse to explore the place more anyway. Grabbing his backpack, he set out on the dirt trail leading the opposite way of the parking ground up the mountain side. A light breeze flowed along with the shining sun making it the perfect day for outdoor exploration. Jake stopped a few times for water or when something caught his eye and he sat down and drew. Jake was getting into his special zone of focus when he heard rustling from below him. Putting down his book, he looked around but didn’t see anything out of the ordinary. “Hello?” he said aloud feeling unwanted deja vu. There was no answer. Frowning, he got up and decided to investigate this time. He walked down the hill to the bushes where the sound came from and tentatively approached it. He didn’t see anything around it or under. As he was able to continue his hike, a large shadow casted in front of him. The sun wasn’t obscured by clouds though so he turned around coming face to chest with a hairy furnace. Looking up he saw a humanoid face with protruding fang-like teeth and wild shaggy hair. The thing’s arms and legs were massive as were its humungous feet. “Uh….hi?” he said with fear in his voice. The beast only smiled ominously at him. “I’m guessing that was you from last night then?” he said jokingly. The creature nodded though surprising Jake with its comprehension and affirmation. “Well uh, you seem like a fine…monster thing but I think I’m just gonna head back now” Jake stammered backing away from the beast. The beast stepped forward reaching out its large arms encasing Jake in a constricting hug. Jake struggled to free himself from the beast’s hold to no avail. A warm feeling started to build up inside his chest spreading down to his legs and arms. The more he fought against the beast’s hold, the tighter its hold got. “Ngh, come on man lemme go!” Jake shouted. He tried kicking with his free legs but the thing was much strong than him and unfazed by his efforts. The warm feeling from before continued to spread throughout Jake’s body. He shut his eyes and grit teeth that quickly became sharper by the second. The jersey he wore started to stretch out as new muscles formed in his upper body. The same happened with his shorts and even Jake’s shoes groaned. His brown mop of hair started to grow out and become longer. Little pinpricks tickled his skin all over as new hairs pushed through and covered his arms and legs spreading across his body. The shoes he wore groaned as his feet grew three sizes within them with no sign of stopping. The material reaching its limit as his toes pushed through the front. His nails looking slightly darker as both feet continued pushing past their normal shoe size. The beast smiled and nuzzled his head against Jake’s face which encouraged the changes to happen even quicker. His nose shortened as his faced pushed out slightly in small muzzle. Jake found his sense of smell greatly increased and couldn’t help but nuzzle back against the giant that held him. Snapping back to his senses, he redoubled his efforts to break free but was still no match for the beast that held him even with his newfound strength. With the hair spreading up to his neck and across his shoulders, the jersey he wore started to tear in places. The same happening to his shorts as the hair continued spreading downwards stopping short of his feet. The same happening to his arm, leaving both the bottoms of his hands and feet free of the hair growth. His fingers and toes were much larger than before and his legs swelled even more with muscle to support his new weight. Jake remembers the pain of growing all too well as it made its return in that instant. He grew at least two feet from his previous height nearly looking awkward now in the beast’s hold. As the changes were near completion, the beast set Jake back down on the ground satisfied in his transformation into a fellow sasquatch. “Can you understand me former human?” it said through grunts and growls that Jake translated into words. He tried responding but all that came out were grunts of his own. The beast laughed. “Language, while unnecessary for us, will return to you in due time.” “What..did you do to me?” Jake managed with effort. “I have given you a gift not many are blessed to receive. I’ve grown weary of these empty woods and saw fit to repopulate these forests with our kind.” “Our kind?” Jake echoed. “Yes, we’re sasquatches. Bigfoots. And now we’re gonna change more people” he said grinning. Jake’s new mind didn’t find anything wrong with the idea and nodded. The two bigfoots abandoned Jake’s things and went off in search of new recruits to rebuild their family. END

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Commission - What Happens in the Woods

Just a fun outing with your big bro. What could go wrong? http://www.furaffinity.net/view/24676756/

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“This weekend is gonna be EPIC!” a young man said jumping around the kitchen. He was fist pumping the air and doing a variety of chaotic dance moves. Another young man, a bit older than him, shook his head smiling at his step brother’s antics. “Keep that up Dylan and you’ll have no energy left for the hike” he reprimanded ruffling the man’s head. “Puh-leez Freddy, I got energy for daaaays” Dylan said making a wave motion with his arms. The two were packing food for their impending hiking/camping trip in the woods. Fredrick, aka “Freddy”, was the workaholic who took care of his younger step brother. Dylan was in college and Freddy decided he’s stay with him for money’s sake. As long as the boy got a part time job on the weekends. Freddy had finally worked enough hours to have a few vacation days to himself and Dylan was going on semester break soon so the two decided to plan an excursion. It was gonna be a long weekend away from the town, the noises, and the people. Just the two of them against the world, or the woods in this case. “I can’t wait til we get there. I bet you can see the stars clear as day all the way out there.” Dylan said packing some canned food into his camping backpack. Freddy chewed on a sandwich he made and handed the other slice to his brother who accepted it. “Oh, you definitely can. I looked this place up remember? Totally secluded. A bro’s weekend” Freddy said holding up his fist. Dylan excitedly bumped it with his. “Hell yeah! And no school for a whole 3 months” Dylan grinned taking a huge bite out of the sandwich. “Pwus, I alweady finshed meh corswok fo dee bweak” Dylan said with his mouth full of sandwich. Freddy rolled his eyes at his brother. “Just because we’re going camping doesn’t mean we have to become animals. Chew with your mouth closed” Freddy said making a clamping motion with his hand. “Aw you’re no fun. Always the uptight accountant I know, love and hate” Dylan said laughing. “Well I know you like living here rent free, I love that you’re here but I hate you acting like you don’t have manners” Freddy said playfully but sternly. “Come on little bro, you’re a man, and a college student and-“ “All right all right jeez. I shall mind my repugnant, beastly mannerisms oh great king of the house” Dylan mockingly told him bowing. “Good, you little brat” Freddy laughed. “Go get dressed, I’ll bring the rest of these with us for the hike.” “Aye aye sir” Dylan said saluting him and marching away. Freddy only shook his head again at his brother. *** The two hiked miles up the mountain side in the cool, autumn air. They stopped a few times to look at the directions for the site again nearly getting turned around more than once. “Ugh, are we there yet? Feels like we’ve been walking for hours. My feet are killing me.” Dylan said slumping against a tree. Freddy stopped mid stride. “Well, no one told you to wear those uncomfortable shoes on a hike.” “We can’t all be barefoot lumberjacks like you Fredward” “Mock all you want, but you don’t hear me complaining about sore feet. Anyway, we’re nearly there so come on” he said pulling Dylan to his feet. The two walked a bit of ways more before they came across a sign in front of a wired fence separating them from another part of the woods. “’Do not enter’. Well that’s just perfect. Hiked all the way and we can’t even go through” Dylan said exasperated. “So now what?” His brother gave him a sly grin. “What do you mean now what? NOW we hop this fence and go to our campsite.” Dylan was about to question his brother’s words when the older man took his backpack off and threw it over the fence. He then jumped up on the wire fence and climbed, his bare foot easily hooking through the wired fence holes. He jumped over the top and landed on his feet wobbling slightly before regaining his balance. “You comin or what?” he challenged. Dylan narrowed his eyes and shook his own backpack off. It slid down his shoulders and onto the dirt ground. He picked it up and tossed it over the fence watching it land before he jumped onto the fence himself. It was difficult with his shoes but he made it work. He climbed over the top and landed on the ground almost immediately feeling a tingling sensation spreading from the soles of his feet. Thinking it just the impact of the fall he shrugged it off and picked his backpack back up throwing it over his shoulder. He followed after his brother who kept on the trail seeing his younger brother jump the fence as well. Freddy idly scratched his abdomen focusing on the trail in front. *** “Here it is!” Freddy exclaimed at the open wooded area he led them to. “Home, sweet home for the next three days.” Dylan took in the sights. It was like a perfectly carved out area of paradise. Then was even a small river through the brush behind their campsite. ‘It’d be perfect for fishing’ he thought. The thought of food made his stomach growl, loudly. “Ha ha sounds like someone’s hungry. Tell you what, you make the campfire and ill pitch out tent. Then I’ll cook us some grub.” Dylan nodded at that too tired and hungry to angry or make a witty remark. The next half hour was spent gathering firewood and rocks arranging them in a circle and looking for the firestarter Dylan almost swore he left home. By the time Freddy pitched the tent and had them both unpacked, Dylan was feeding more wood to the blaze. Freddy clapped his hands and rubbed them together. “Alrighty then, hand me the cans from my backpack” he told Dylan as he set up the cooking tripod over the fire. “What’s on tonight’s menu Chef ‘boy am I hungry’?” Dylan said tiredly slumped on a giant rock. “Beef stew. The camping specialty. Can eat these babies whole weekend along with whatever we rustle up round here.” Dylan raised an eyebrow at his brother’s strange speech but shrugged off the thought. The rest of the evening was spent cracking jokes and eating. Dylan noted how his uptight brother was talking with his mouth full and eating practically like a savage. He grinned at the irony. Dylan figured it was due to them being away from the rest of civilization for a while. One thing that had been bothering Dylan all evening was his feet. Freddy picked up on his distress. “What’s wrong Dylan?” “Ngh, nothing. My feet just hurt a bit is all” Dylan said adjusting his shoe for the 5th time. Freddy shook his head. “Dude, just take the shoes off. You’d have to eventually anyway and you’ll probably feel much better” Freddy said taking another bite of stew. Dylan frowned but grabbed one shoe and pulled it off his foot along with the sock. The relief was almost immediate. “Oh my god! That feels way better” he said flexing his feet. Freddy’s gaze moved down to his brother’s feet. He stared, transfixed at the sole looking sole sweaty for hours of hiking. The moving digits cracking and curling. Soon he felt himself become hard which brought him out of his thoughts. Luckily his brother was too busy basking in the relief of non-sore feet to notice. Freddy closed his legs and continued to eat that way. Dylan toed off the other shoe and pulled the sock off nearly moaning in relief of the pain. Freddy was full on hard at this point not sure why he was getting off to the sight of his brother’s bare feet. He feels lucky to have managed to hide it from his brother. After dinner, the two retire for the night feeling too tired to do much anything else. The two dressed down to their undershirts and underwear and climbed into the tent. The scent of musk filled it almost immediately. Both men’s nostrils flared and Dylan started to become hard as well. He faced away from his older brother too embarrassed to how and why this happened. Neither male saw the other’s erection but felt as ashamed as if they had. Before falling asleep, Dylan scratched his leg thinking he got bit by a hug. Dylan didn’t notice the ever so slightly growing hair on their legs and arms. The hair from Freddy’s abdomen continued to grow out as he slept. *** The next day Freddy woke up before his brother and the first thing he noticed was his throbbing boner. He was clearly tenting his underwear and his face grew red in embarrassment. He looked over to the sleeping form of his brother and carefully left the tent and went in the woods. He pissed on the side of the tree and looking around to make sure he wasn’t seen, then took his dick in his hands and starting pumping. He closed his eyes and grit his teeth. He started thinking about the things that usually got him off, but they weren’t working. His thought switched over to his brother, and his feet. Feet that looked slightly bigger today in the tent. Bare, soft, probably smell good, like man and musk. Soon Freddy was spilling his load over the side of the tree. He panted, cum still dribbling from his spent shaft. He cleaned up and tucked his dick back in his cargo shorts and headed back to the campsite. Dylan was just waking up by the time he got back, equally having ‘morning troubles’ and he quickly pulled on his pants to tuck and hide his erection. “Morning bro” Freddy told him grabbing two cans to make breakfast. Dylan zipped his pants and exited the tent. “Uh hey morning. Got an early start?” Dylan said anxiously. “Something like that” Freddy said stirring the medium sized pot. The two ate in comfortable silence. Neither male noticed that they forewent using utensils and ate with their hands and mouths. The forest was filled with a symphony or slurping and chewing noises as they continued to eat.

The rest of the day was spent around the riverbed. Freddy taught Dylan how to fish. He showed him the proper technique to cast a line. Things got awkward when he was close behind him guiding his arms and the two of them got aroused. The arousal also seemed to feed into their unnatural hair growth. Just that morning Freddy has a generous 5 o’clock shower, and now he has a full beard. Dylan usually never grew any hair besides his armpits but now he had a moustache and chin fuzz. Dylan’s feet also grew slightly throughout the day. He’s shorter than his brother at 5’8 with a shoe size of 9. But between last night and today he’s grown two shoe sizes. After the pain from his shoes the first night, he joined his brother in barefooting the trip. Freddy, being the 6’1 former collegiate basketball player he is, naturally had a big shoe size but that increased as well. His size 12 feet were now a size 14 and still growing. After fishing, the boys ate lunch relishing in their successful catch. Dylan looked over at his newly bearded bro and wondered if his hands have always been that wide. The thought didn’t stay long before he went back to eating the delicious fish. Near the evening the boys winded down with a campfire and retelling of old stories growing up. “Hahaha I still can’t believe you thought you’d get away with it” Freddy said grabbing another marshmallow and preparing to roast it. Dylan grumbled and took a big bite of the fluffy confection. “I wouluv if dad hant came hom dat earwy” Dylan said with his mouth full. Unlike before, Freddy didn’t reprimand him. Just continued to laugh at his brother’s story. *** The next day the boys woke up to two surprises: one was that their bodies had undergone more changes and two was that even with their multiple private solo masturbations that night, their dicks were at full attention that morning. Freddy’s beard had become even fuller starting to overtake his whole head blending with his shoulder length hair. The light dusting of hair on his arms and legs had grew out generously overnight. He almost looked as if he was wearing a costume. Dylan’s entire body was also covered in the extra amount of hair save for his chest and abdomen. It looks as if he was wearing an open singlet of fur. “Morning bro!” Freddy said cheerfully. He felt as if all his worries were in the back of his mind. “Mornin” Dylan grumbled sleepily. Both boys were oblivious to the changes on their bodies. They did note the size of the other’s feet however. Freddy felt the same desire as before surface and before he could stop himself, he was leaning towards his brother’s bare feet. He took one in his hand surprising Dylan who looked on confused but didn’t comment. Freddy picked up his brother’s big foot to his face and looked at the exposed, vulnerable sole. He moved his fingers along it slightly tickling the skin and Dylan responded by laughing and shaking. Freddy kept a firm grip though. He leaned his nose in and took a deep inhale scenting it. It still had the natural scent of his brother with something more, woodsy, definitely musky, and even pine scent. It was addictive and Freddy was soon nuzzling his nose in his brother’s sole. His nose was changing slightly becoming bigger and slightly flatter and his nostrils grew. Meanwhile, Dylan looked over with glazed over eyes. His pants tenting where he starting idly rubbing himself through them. He looked on biting his bottom lip with slightly larger canines. This continued on until a rather loud bird call snapped the two out of their foot filled haze. Freddy dropped his brother’s foot and muttered an apology. Dylan was still kind of out of it but nodded. “I…I don’t know what came over me. I’m sorry” Freddy stammered. “No… I don’t know what that was either but it’s cool. Really” Dylan assured the older man. After that, the boys finished getting ready for the day. They played in the lake the stream brought water too splashing and jostling each other in the water. More changes took place throughout the day as well. Freddy’s feet grew even more to a size 17 by that evening and Dylan not far behind at size 15. Both boy’s bodies grew even more hair being less of a dusting and now a full coat. There was so much of it and it was thick, almost like animal fur. The hair trailed all around their bodies from their heads to their legs down to the tops of the feet stopping right before the toes. Dylan’s canines grew even more becoming sharper and more fang-like. His nose now resembled his brother’s as well. The clothing they wore that day couldn’t handle the strain and started to tear at the seams. Feeling confined, both boys decided it best to shuck the ruined clothing in favor for nudity. Observing each other’s bodies, the two started to notice and appreciate their new forms. Feeling bold, Dylan walked up to his brother and ran his hands along his arms feeling the growing muscles underneath. Freddy grinned at his brother’s curious exploration and return the favor wrapping his much larger arms around his waist. He pulled him close enough to feel his body heat. Freddy secretly always admired his brother’s ass but now it seemed like it’s grown into a nice bubble butt. “Mmm you have such a nice ass bro” Freddy remarked. Dylan blushed under the admiration. “But nothings nicer than those big feet you have there” Freddy growled out. Dylan was growing hornier by the moment in an unexplained, welcome lust. His dick started to fill up with blood and even it was much larger than before. What he usually lacked in length he made up for in width but now it seemed like the changes gave him a middle ground. “Your feet are hot too bro” Dylan answered eyeing the huge appendages in question. He’d been eyeing his brother’s feet all afternoon and like Freddy, it seemed like the evening erased all his inhibitions. They climbed into the tent where almost immediately Dylan’s lips met Freddy’s. He kissed his brother with the same vigor he sniffed his soles with earlier than morning. Their tongues both dancing for dominance until Freddy won out taking the lead of the kiss. Dylan broke the kiss with a strong of saliva dipping from his lips. He lowered his head and grabbed his brother’s foot and dove his face into. He kept sniffing and sniffing loving the mix of musk, woods, and hint of cinnamon that was Freddy. Not wanting to be left out, Freddy picked up his brother’s foot and brought it back to his face sniffing the sole and inhaling deeply. His nostrils flared as he continued his sniffing onslaught on his brother’s feet. The addictive scent, their forbidden actions all just arousing the man even more. Their reverie stopped when Dylan pulled his foot away. Freddy was confused for a moment by the sudden disinterest before his brother slid his foot slowly down his brother’s chin, beck, abs to his engorged dick. “I’ve always wanted to try this” Dylan said before rubbing his foot up and down his brother’s dick. Freddy groaned in ecstasy. He never felt pleasure like this before. The warm of his brother’s thick sole massaging his dick and simultaneously masturbating him. Not wanting to be a selfish lover he returned the favor for his brother. His bigger sole making the job a bit harder plus trying to get gentle in a lust filled haze. The smell of musk and the sound of moaning filled the tent. Both men grinding their soft, transformed feet on the other’s swollen length. It was Dylan who couldn’t hold on and soon cried out his brother’s name as he spilled his load on his brother’s sole. Seeing his brother orgasm and say his name was too much for the man, and Freddy joined his brother in coitus. He shot multiple volleys of cum that splashed on his brother’s foot, his own chest, and the tent. Panting, both boys basked in post orgasm bliss laying together, cuddling with their heads sticking outside the tent. They looked up the night sky seeing the full moon and its many accompanying stars. “Hey, you really can see the stars from here” Freddy said giving a toothy smile to his brother. “Yep. You sure can” Freddy said wrapping a protective arm around his brother. END

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Weresquatch

All types of werebeasts are out there, waiting, for the right prey http://www.furaffinity.net/view/24618606/

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Today was the day! Ethan couldn’t wait for his big brother to arrive. It had been forever since the two had last seen each other. Unlike some siblings, they were very close. He paced around the terminal waiting for the plane to dock so the passengers could leave.   Ethan fidgeted impatiently standing on the tip of his toes, glancing at every exiting passenger. He groaned in annoyance every time it wasn’t the right person. Finally, the last of the stragglers exited and out stepped a boy who looked like he could be Ethan’s uncle.  Like Ethan he shared an almond skin complexion, except unlike Ethan, he was a few feet taller with generous amounts of facial and body hair. “Is that who I think it is?” the man said smiling as he walked over. “Derek!” Ethan said running over and hugging his brother. Derek looked the younger boy over. “Hey bro, you’ve gotten taller since last time.” Ethan beamed proudly nearly puffing out his chest. Derek laughed and ruffled his head. *** The drive home was mostly filled with Ethan bombarding his older brother with questions about his job. He was a park ranger at a national park. Usually works the later hours especially with it being the summer. When they pulled into the parking garage, Ethan jumped out and went for the trunk grabbing his brother’s luggage. After gathering everything, the two headed inside Ethan’s apartment. A small one bedroom, one bath but having everything Ethan would need. “So you can have the pull out. I’ll go get you some pillows” Ethan said walking down the hall and for the closet. Derek nodded and watched as the boy left. When he was out of sight he frantically pulled out his phone and check the time. It was nearly eight. The moon would be up at its fullest soon. Derek felt like he was sweating bullets. He jumped when he heard his brother return. “So here’s the comforter and pillow. You know where the towels are.” Derek nodded remembering the hall closet with linens. “I’ve gotta head to work but I’ll be back in the morning.” Ethan said grabbing his backpack by the door. “Don’t have too much fun” he said pointing sternly at Derek who stiffened. Ethan laughed at his brother reaction. “Jeez don’t be so serious Derek, lighten up. See you in the morning” he said and closed the door. Derek almost immediately headed for the fire escape to look out the window. The clouds were clearing and the moon shone bright in the night sky. Brown eyes that were quickly illuminating and turning gold stared at the white orb. Derek tore his gaze away but it was too late. The fur has started from his legs creeping up his pantleg. The pants groaned at the extra poofyness before giving out and ripping. “Dammit, these were my favorite pair” Derek growled through a much deeper voice. He undid the button on his jeans and shucked them off. He took his underwear and shirt off as leaving him standing completely naked in the living room of his brother’s apartment. Derek growled in both pain and pleasure as his teeth enlarged. His canines growing ever so sharper. His nose blunted slightly and his face pushed out giving him the features of a slight simian muzzle. His natural hair started to grow out even more and blend with the fur that was encasing his body. The fur didn’t let up. It completely covered his leg and spread downwards to cover the tops of Derek’s feet where it stopped right before the toes. The same toes that were tingling along with the rest of his foot. Derek moaned at this part. He felt wobbly and fell on his butt. As he did, he watched once again as his feet grew three times their normal size. The soles widening and thickening to handle tougher surfaces. His toenails grew darker and his regular nails started to match with the fur completely covering Derek’s arms save his hands. As the fur encased the rest of his body Derek braced himself for the last part. He felt his muscles tingle all over as if every part of his body was asleep. Then, he started bulking up. His legs did to support the weight of his new feet. As did he upper body and arms. Devilish eyes looked over the changes to his body pleased with another full moon transformation. With his heightened hearing, Derek turned his attention towards the door that was being opened. “Sorry man just came back cause I forgot my car key-” Ethan said stopping mid-sentence as he looked at the creature standing in his leaving room. The thing looked sort of like his big brother only bigger and much hairier. “Derek!? Is that you?” Ethan asked in shock. The newly changed sasquatch grinned at his brother. Or at least the familiar scent in his mind. Derek was long gone and in his stead was a horny weresquatch intent on fucking and turning men. “Come give your big brother a hug bro” END?

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Quite Fitting

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It was the second day waiting for the mail. Dylan was as impatient as ever when it came to something he bought online. He kicked the side of his bed with a size 12 foot rolling in his chair over to his window. His short dark brown hair flowing gently in the gust. There was still no sign of the mail man. He groaned is annoyance scooting back over to his desk. He scrolled through the pictures again of the kigu he bought. It was a sasquatch one with his own dark brown hair color for the fur. It was custom made and incredibly cute. It took some digging to find a seller that did them with custom clothing sizes. The site he went to was weird, but everything was handmade. ‘With a touch of magic, we can make anything’ their slogan read on the homepage. Dylan sent in his measurements ages ago to the place. Earlier this week, he got an email notification saying that his order had been shipped and is on its way. Ever since then Dylan had checked the mail twice a day just to see if his package was finally here. “Come onnnn, get here soon please” he pleaded to no one in particular. To distract himself, Dylan logged off and picked up his game controller. He played his new game for hours practically losing track of the time. By the time he finished up his session, it was night. Eyes strained and blinking, he gazed at the clock. Seeing the time, Dylan sprung out of his seat and padded down the steps taking them two at a time. Rounding the corner of his house, he approached the mailboxes. Peeking inside, he was once again disappointed to see that his package had not come that day. Defeated, he walked back inside and got ready for bed.

The next day was Saturday so there was no use in getting up super early. Like every weekend, Dylan took this opportunity to sleep in. The morning light crept through his blinds casting a segmented beam on his form. His feet poked out from the ends of the covers. The room smelling like the musk of an 18 year boy who hadn’t showered the night before. Reluctantly, as the sun’s relentless rays assaulted his face, Dylan woke.  He sat up and stretched his arms and scrunched his toes popping them. He got out of bed, his feet hitting the carpeted floor, and headed towards the bathroom. Inside, he disrobed and stepped into the tub and turned the shower on. He let the water cascade over his 5’11 frame and arched his neck to give the flow access to his chest. Like most boys his age, one then went through his mind in the morning. And that one thing made itself prevalent as Dylan took hold of his morning wood and jacked off in the shower. The loud sprayed masked his grunts and moans and he pumped his meat. With a bit off cry, he sprayed his load down the drain of the shower. Dylan finished bathing and hopped out to dry. As he got dressed, he checked his phone. He had a few texts from friends that he answered and some social media notifications. He went on to check his Furaffinity profile to favorite the new artworks that caught his eye. And of course no morning was complete without looking through all the hot foot pictures uploaded to Instragram. Dylan manages to keep most aspects of his life private from others. That includes being a foot loving furry. He could feel his groin stir scrolling through the sole pictures. He double taps all the ones that show off what he loves best. “Damn, these look so soft” he says seeing a particular pair. The soles looked so smooth and Dylan bets they smell great. After getting dressed and taking care of another boner, he heads downstairs for breakfast. He pours himself a bowl of cereal with some orange juice and sits at the kitchen table. He looks over and saw his dad was lounging on the living couch with his feet on the table. Dylan could see the older man’s huge soles right there on display. He adjusted his pants a bit feeling hot and bothered all over again. He should feel ashamed with getting a woody eye banging his old man’s feet but he can’t be bothered. His dad was hot. The man was too focused on his program to pay him any mind anyway. A knock on the front door brought him out of his thoughts as he practically catapulted out of his seat. “I got it!” he yelled out to his dad. On the other side of the door was the mailman and Dylan’s eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas day. “Dylan…Reese?” the stubbly man said looking at his clipboard. “Yes!” Dylan said a little too quickly. The man didn’t seem phased. He probably dealt with eager recipients a lot in his line of work. “Alright, sign here and here” he said handing Dylan a tablet and pen. He signed his initials on it before handing the gadget back. The mailman then gave him a small brown box and turned to walk back down the steps. Closing the door Dylan ran up to his room. “What have I told you about running through the house” Dylan’s father called. “Sorry dad!” he answered. It was then Dylan also remembered he left dishes on the kitchen table. Going down the steps softer this time, he went back into the kitchen to clear the table and put his bowl and cup in the sink. After slinking back upstairs, he closed and locked his door. He stripped down to his underwear before grabbing his scissors from his dresser and opening up the box. He tore through the packaging tape and lining and pulled out a very soft kigu. He slipped the onesie on and checked himself out in the mirror. The hood practically engulfed his face and the sasquatch features were so realistic. The hair covering it didn’t even look synthetic. ‘I guess that’s the price you pay for’ he thought remembering how much the darn thing cost. He saved up enough money at his job to afford it though so he shrugged off the thought. Besides looking great, the thing was super comfortable to wear. It hugged him in all the right places, including below. Dylan spent the rest of his day lounging in his room and in his kigu. He only took it off long enough to get food downstairs wary of his father. The man stayed glued to his shows so he probably could’ve gotten away with wearing it.

As Dylan prepared for bed, he rubbed his towel on his freshly wet hair from his shower. After drying off completely, he put the kigu back on and hopped under the covers. It didn’t take long for him to fall asleep. Since it was getting into the hotter season of summer, Dylan kept his window cracked. He loved the light from the night sky too so his blinds stayed up that night. As the moonlight washed over his sleeping form, he started to feel very warm. It started from his chest and spread out everywhere in his body. His brow creased in his sleep as something spectacular happened next. The kigu he wore stated merging within his skin. It almost looked as if Dylan has the thing painted on him. The changes didn’t stop there however. As the kigu merged to him, his features started to match those on it. Sweat covered a forehead that pushed out slightly and elongated as did the teeth his grit in his sleep. His nostrils puffed out as his nose thickened to a more simian shape. Soon the skin covered him started becoming indistinguishable from the hair on the kigu. As it merged within himself, the scent of the hair mirrored his own natural scent. The hands gripping his comforter started growing as well. They became larger, wider, and hair covered the tops of them. His fingernails grew darker in color too as the hair continued trailing up his arm. Dylan started growling in his sleep. He was feeling even hotter as the hair merged all over his chest and abdomen. The same feeling climbing down his legs stopping short on the tops of his feet. Feet that were also changing as his already size 12 feet grew out longer reaching 13, then 14, then climbing to 17 with no sign of stopping Just like his fingernails, his toenails thickened and darkened in color. His sole widened as well as a new scent filled the room, the scent of musky feet. As Dylan breathed it in subconsciously with is new nose, his sheets bulged with the growing lump in his groin. His dick growing past its normal 7 inches reaching over a foot long. Dylan remembers puberty and how much growing pains hurt. As other parts of his body grew, his changes tried to compensate him. He felt those same pains return as he gained an inch, then two and he kept growing until he reached nearly 7 feet tall. The young man stirred in sleep feeling something wrong as he started to wake up slowly, blinking his eyes and looking down at his bed. His eyes bulged at the sight of the massive, hairy feet that sat at the end of his bed. “What the hell” came a much deeper voice. Dylan examined his new body. He touched his hands to his face then the hands themselves. What caught him the most off guard was the hair covering nearly every inch of his new body. As the surprise of the changes wore off, a grin plastered itself on his face. He always dreamed something this amazing would happen. He wondered if he could share his “gift” with his old man. END --------- If you like my work consider buying me a ko-fi http://www.ko-fi.com/zefurr   FA: http://furaffinity.net/user/zefurr & http://furaffinity.net/user/zephyr10101