Damn Witch

Once again I had to visit a town that I hadn’t seen for a while. The locals call it some weird name in their tongue and I won’t attempt to repeat it at the moment. So for the purposes of this tale I shall call it Furry Town, because it is full of those furry folk. The houses are old and shifty with shingles falling from rooftop and shattering on the cobblestone below. Every corner is lit by a candle lamp hung on a post. Every so often you’d see someone walk about in the night. They wouldn’t give a greeting though as the night wanderers don’t seem to be very adventurous in the act of socializing. However the description of the town is irrelevant and the only person that needs to mentioning is her, whom I shall not name.  No, she isn’t Voldemort. Very funny.

She is a witch and her hobbies include the transformation of others as well as alteration to their brain. So I assume you know where the story is going now, Awesome. So after seeking her out, for some advice on lifting a curse created in her region that was a blight on a local village in my province, I found she wasn’t even in her hut. At the moment I decided to wait and began to wonder around the wares she provided. Of course most were items of alteration so I didn’t touch anything I was too unsure about. Although, there was one object that grabbed my attention on the side of the room as it seemed to be whispering my name. You’d think most people would resist the urge to walk towards something calling you and especially to have considerable caution in a place owned by a witch. Unfortunately for me, this object in particular was cursed to draw in the victim by dulling their senses just a bit. I found that this was a book with some strange symbols. When I opened it I saw a pentagram centered with the symbol for the female gender which began to glow pink. “Damn everything.”

My body shifted and groaned as it started becoming shorter, slimmer. Maroon colored fur soon spread across my skin with a unique circular design etched in a lighter color. A muzzle formed on my face while a tail extended from my tailbone. A moan parted my lips as my gender swapped. This was emphasized by wider hips and a sizable pair of breast pressing up under my shirt. This shirt however faded into a bra which also had a transparent tapering hanging from the edge. A matching pair of panties formed and the last thing was long blond hair that pulled itself into a pony tail.

Once the transformation was over I swore again but groaned with irritation as a second glowing commenced. A green gem formed on my forehead and another attached to a collar fastened around my neck. My mind was boggled for a moment as everything shifted. After that all I could think about was…boys…I guess. One seemed to have found his way inside and I could feel him embrace my chest with his hand while another slid across my belly. I could only giggle as my new mind knew where this was headed…and liked it.

Flirting

     On a normal day I wouldn't be so flirtatious but I couldn't seem to help myself at this one specific moment. I was walking along the shoreline at the time and from the corner of my eye I see a girl walking along the sand in the moon light. As ironic as it was I decided to hit on her. The courage wasn't easily gained but I did let a few words slip out but I suppose she was offended. She gave me a glare and then blew some glitter that glowed under the lamp light. The next thing I knew I had long blonde hair, a frilly blouse, cat ears, and a cute female body.
     "Let's see how you like being flirt with! Pig!" Was all she said before she left me stuck as that. Well...at least I'll have an interesting month while I try getting this reversed...

Little Butterfly

A sunny day, a rare variety of scenery for a teenager named Jason.  So, the particular day he decided to unplug from the social networks of his computer and escape to the realism of life. More specifically, the block park that covered a good few acres with trees, walk ways, and flowers. The rays of sun warmed his skin and the smell of pollen made him sneeze. Both thinks he enjoyed, although enjoying a sneeze is a bit odd but none the less he enjoyed it.

After walking for about an hour he noticed that he had walked fairly far. At this point he decided to turn and walk back but as he turned a blue shimmer caught his eyes. Floating gently towards him was an unusual butterfly, appose to the monarchs and other native species he was used to seeing. Unexpectedly it landed on the side of his head causing a curious blink. Jason realized that the butterfly was generating an odd magic. He stood and waited to see what would happen, as it had not before.

His blonde hair grew out to a drastic length for a male as his overall height shortened to make it seem even longer. This greatly confused him and as he wanted to swat the insect away he could not, paralyzed from the magic. Jason’s facial features softened and become more feminine while her waist narrowed with her arms and legs. Her thighs and hips however seemed to expand just a tad while the manhood he once knew vanished. She squeaked and wanted to scream as breast filled her shirt that was progressively getting tighter. The shirt was soon replaced by a white tube topped laced with a frilled design and a strand of cloth around her neck. This was complimented by her jeans which shrunk into a velvet skirt with a length that only extended to her mid-thigh that would easily reveal her panties that had replaced the boxers she once knew. Her shoes were the last to go as they converted into white sandals. She tried her best to resist but as the butterfly fluttered away it left her entirely as a girl. The affects were so harsh that as a handsome boy to her taste walked by she walked towards him, flirting her intention. 

Cursed Bone

Jay sat by his lonesome in front of a TV which had not been turned on. He tended to have those weird little mannerisms so it wasn’t too unusual to see him doing something unusual. However, his odd dwelling was interrupted by a knock on the door. He beckoned the stranger but when he received no answer he rose from his stoop to find that a package had been left at the doorstep of his apartment. He noted that no mail professional would leave this such as it is, this made him figure a friend left it. So after picking it up and carefully removing the paper, he found that a bone was inside.

This was not a bone as in a morbid sense, a simple bone it was. Such as one a dog might chew. Of course he found a little note reading, “For my favorite dog” no name was left. With a chuckle he took the bone and shrugged, placing it between his teeth. Unfortunately, the bone just so happened to be cursed without his knowing. Before he could even realize the strange magic emitting from the object he grew different shapes and sizes as bones readjusted and muscle converged to other locations. He now had oddly formed limbs and fingers that resembled that of a canine. The padding on his feet and hands made that most apparent. Of course a muzzle had also pulled itself into shape with a wet nose and soon to follow, a soft cream fur. Once the fur sprouted, dark brown patches soon covered his fingertips and other areas of his body matching that of his favorite dog. Last but not least were the ears and tail that flipped out of their respective areas.

After stepping to a mirror he scratched at his scruffy maw and blinked, the bone still clasped in his jaw. Jay thought to himself that it wasn’t so bad and quite comfortable to be honest. Quickly he learned how to wag his tail and entertained himself enough with that. Soon enough he realized more changes were subtly making their impression. At first he could not see the significance of the newer changes but they quickly made their impression. It started with his face and muzzle which became slimmer and more feminine. This was enough to mumble the name; “Blue.” his sister who often changed his gender from male to female. His eyes narrowed but he knew not much could be done now so he just shrugged and waited.

His waist narrowed and popped while his limbs lost muscle and emphasized a petite figure. With a slurp and blush his manhood vanished while ‘her’ hips expanded giving her a new voluptuous figure that was soon embraced with a general sized pair of breast. She blushed and thought it was over but then realized her mind was changing as well. Only matters of time now before she would sub come to the new mind.  The premonition reigned true.

Blue soon returned to check on her…sister? She found the dog girl kneeling on the ground, nude with the cursed bone clasped between her teeth. They both shared a giggle and Blue grinned, “I always win. Let’s hope you stay this way for once.”