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Eagles soar and wolves lead the pack but sometimes that transformation too is unwanted and unwarranted.\n\nThese are the tales of men transformed into creatures and brought to a new sense of life unlike anything they could ever have imagined before...\n\nThis collection contains the following stories:\n\n1.Antelope Anticipation\n2.From Man to Moo\n3.One Man Becomes a Mount\n4.She Wanted a Dog\n5.A Lion's Roar\n6.An Eagle's Heart\n7.Black Panther's Stalk\n8.Bliss as a Hippocampus\n9.Mean Old Mule\n10.The Feline Persuasion\n\nPlease note that these mini stories are each approximately 1000 words in length.\n\n\n---\n\n\nThank you for reading! This full collection of mini stories is available to purchase worldwide via Kindle and Smashwords!\n\n\nKindle (US): https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07S6ZT1RV\nSmashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/940724\n\nKindle (UK): https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07S6ZT1RV\nKindle (DE): https://www.amazon.de/dp/B07S6ZT1RV\nKindle (CA): https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B07S6ZT1RV\nKindle (AU): https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B07S6ZT1RV\n\n\n\n\n\nThank you for reading!\n\nIf you enjoyed this story, please take a look at my website, where similar stories are listed!\n\nhttps://alismitsy.wordpress.com/\n\n\nAll new releases will be announced via my Twitter account!\n\n@alismitsy\n\n\nI am also available for custom stories, tailored to your preferred nuances and characters. Please e-mail the following address for further information.\n\narianmabe@gmail.com","description_bbcode_parsed":"Human beings have been fascinated with transformation for years upon years, chanting and intoning spells in order to take on other forms - forms that can allow them to fly or become something that the human condition simply cannot hope to ever, not even once, achieve. Eagles soar and wolves lead the pack but sometimes that transformation too is unwanted and unwarranted.
These are the tales of men transformed into creatures and brought to a new sense of life unlike anything they could ever have imagined before...
This collection contains the following stories:
1.Antelope Anticipation
2.From Man to Moo
3.One Man Becomes a Mount
4.She Wanted a Dog
5.A Lion's Roar
6.An Eagle's Heart
7.Black Panther's Stalk
8.Bliss as a Hippocampus
9.Mean Old Mule
10.The Feline Persuasion
Please note that these mini stories are each approximately 1000 words in length.
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Thank you for reading! This full collection of mini stories is available to purchase worldwide via Kindle and Smashwords!
Kindle (US): https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07S6ZT1RV
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/940724
Kindle (UK): https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07S6ZT1RV
Kindle (DE): https://www.amazon.de/dp/B07S6ZT1RV
Kindle (CA): https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B07S6ZT1RV
Kindle (AU): https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B07S6ZT1RV
Thank you for reading!
If you enjoyed this story, please take a look at my website, where similar stories are listed!
https://alismitsy.wordpress.com/
All new releases will be announced via my Twitter account!
@alismitsy
I am also available for custom stories, tailored to your preferred nuances and characters. Please e-mail the following address for further information.
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With all her shine and make-up, there simply was no space for a rough and tumble guy in her life.\n\nThat was just why he had to break up with her and sat her down in her garden on the posh patio furniture with the cherry blossoms floating through the air to do it in an environment where she could, somehow, feel comfortable. It didn't matter that Austin was out of place, anxiously shifting his weight from one seat bone to the other as he tried to work up the courage to do just what needed to be done.\n\nYet when he found the words, rehearsed a million times, on the tip of his tongue, Paloma shook her head at him and leaned forward, pushing a cup on a tiny, dainty saucer across the table at him. Her lips curved him in a smile, shining with gloss. He hated kissing her lips when they were slick with that vile stuff and yet Austin's heart still pulled for all the kisses he would now be forsaking. \n\n``Shush, darling,'' she breathed, eyes wide and imploring. ``No more... No more. I know just what you're going to say.''\n\nAustin gulped and pulled back, sweating nervously. Just how could she know? He hadn't told anyone. Again, she pointed at the cup, although she did not have a like one set before her, her smile fixed and unwavering. That should have been his first warning in her abrupt lack of emotion, more calm and serene than he'd ever seen her.\n\n``Drink this. All will become clear.''\n\nIt was as mysterious as she'd ever been but he was obliging and, really, if she'd made him a nice cup of tea, it would have been considered rude of him to ignore it. That was the logic behind why he raised the cup gently to his lips, taking a gulp that was, perhaps, not the most polite and sealing his fate forever.\n\nThe ornate little cup fell with a clatter to the table, chipping the rip as it spun off to the side, spilling its contents. But not even Paloma was concerned with it at that moment as she smiled serenely and sat back in her chair, complete with all the poofy cushions her heart could have desired, to watch the show.\n\nHe grabbed for his throat but all was tightening, pulling in and in and in so that he could not breathe, could not think, clawing terror ripping through him. His eyes landed on Paloma to help him, to do anything, but she merely giggled and covered her lips prissily with her fingertips, nails extended out from when she had last had an expensive manicure. Yet his throat was not the only thing to tighten and shrink, his hands shrivelling up before his very eyes as he let out a squeal that should never have come from a human mouth and shoved himself back and away from the table.\n\nAh, he should have known that his feet would not hold him but he crashed down to the perfectly trimmed and manicured lawn all the same, muscle dropping away from his body as he went down and down and down, the world growing large and towering around him. The pink flowers that he had loathed so much now appeared huge and dominating as he howled and grunted and whimpered, sounding far more like an animal than he ever had. Was that what he was?\n\nNo... No, his mind could not lock onto that, the horror of his situation overcome and whining, twisting and writhing and squealing as his bones ground and clacked together. There was a lot less of them, however, T-shirt falling over his head, but he could still feel his ears tugging up and narrowing into odd little points, the lobes wide and thin, quivering with tension. His nose pushed out and Austin scurried backwards away from it as if he thought, horrendously so, that it was going to bite him. But it was small, trembling and black, moist so that he could sift through so many new scents and smells that had never before made themselves known to him.\n\nWhat was he? He wasn't... No!\n\nThe man who was no longer a man squeaked and writhed but there was no stopping the last portions of the changes from happening as a tail pushed from his rump, short and curved, and fur covered his grotesquely warped body, making him less monstrous in his minority. It was short and golden and should have been a pleasure to touch but his shrunken hands and feet folded neatly into paws as he groaned, hips shifting from one side to the other as something tingled in his crotch and he became less of a man and more of a...\n\nNo, not a woman. Not a woman, too small, too animal. She was a bitch, a little dog, a handbag dog just like the one that Paloma had pouted and whined about not getting for her last birthday. Her cheeks softened into the delicate features of the little mutt, tongue flattening and spinning out as she panted heavily, stressed and strained, every last inch of her body quivering as her over-bred body tried to settle, tried to find some bit of calm. And yet she could not help but shake as she was pulled from the swathes of clothes, eyes wide and staring and every last thing about life that she'd thought she'd known having changed in what could only have been a few minutes.\n\nLife would never be the same again for the Austin-man turned canine companion. Paloma cooed to her and tickled her nose; shaking as she was, the pup in question had no choice but to bear through it. The woman who ruled his life and would forevermore, giggled and fluttered her fingertips at her new puppy, although Austin did not dare snap at it. Who knew what trouble that would bring?\n\n``Sparkles!''\n\nGiggling, Paloma buckled a sparkly, pink collar around her new pet's neck and cooed to her, the dog barking as she settled more into her new form, the light of intelligence dulling from her eyes as she waggled her bottom with the sway of her little tail.\n\nShe'd do better as a dog, right where Paloma could keep her safe, yes...\n\nAnd her new owner would never again let her out of her sight.\n\nEnd preview.\n\nThank you for reading! This full collection of mini stories is available to purchase worldwide via Kindle and Smashwords!\n\nKindle (US): https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07S6ZT1RV \n\nSmashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/940724 \n\nKindle (UK): https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07S6ZT1RV \n\nKindle (DE): https://www.amazon.de/dp/B07S6ZT1RV \n\nKindle (CA): https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B07S6ZT1RV \n\nKindle (AU): https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B07S6ZT1RV \n\nBlack Panther's Stalk\n\nTransformed in Luxury\n\nRylee had waited so long for the Black Panther to appear that she held her breath, binoculars shivering in her hands. She'd dressed lightly but protectively in her usual khaki and she could not have honestly have said that she would have worn that kind of clothing normally. A scientist who'd received a grant to go into the more temperate climate and study the elusive Black Panther, she'd leapt at the chance and that was just what led to her sitting in a hide, finally able to bear witness to the most glorious of big cats with his sinuous, rolling gait and the way that his eyes glittered in the darkness.\n\nShe held her breath, unwilling to spare a moment on her own body as she waited and observed, heart in her mouth. Had he come especially for her? She'd been waiting for weeks for the jungle creatures (many, she assumed, undiscovered by human eyes) to acclimatise to the hide and, finally, her patience and long hours with a sore back had paid off. Yet not even Rylee could have imagined what was to happen when the great beast himself looked up at her, eyes locking for a fraction of a second.\n\nThat was all it took.\n\nRylee's eyes shot wide, dropping the binoculars, the scope of the hide rising around her. What was happening? Where was she going? The sense of moving swallowed her up whole as if she had been suddenly taken unwell by vertigo and yet she was still in the same place, on her side, legs paddling and kicking and yet not finding any purchase. Yet all was to change.\n\nHer khakis grew slack, something causing them to disintegrate from her as her body stretched and reshaped itself, entirely out of her control. She could not have said what or who prompted it, drawing her hands up from the base of the hide, which was sticky and wet - blood? No, no, it was nothing as insidious as blood but it glittered in quite the same manner as the great cat's eyes had in the darkness, maybe something otherworldly at work.\n\nYet there was no time to consider such a notion as her skin prickled, arms jostling into the shape of forelegs that she could not fail to take note of. She knew what those legs were, coated in black fur, her hands twisting into paws with deadly claws. Those claws were capable of so much more than human hands and fingers, as dextrous and tactile as they were, designed to sink into a victim and hold them in place while the jaws did the rest of the work.\n\nNo sooner had she thought of those jaws too did she grunt and hiss as her face stretched, jaw bulging to contain those teeth, sharp and deadly. Everything about her was to become deadly as Rylee whimpered, although there was no sense of fear in her heart, only confusion. Everything was scientific to her and she took note as if from a distance as her nose spread, allowing her to sift through the scents of the jungle as it moistened.\n\nShe was not to know that her quarry was long gone, disappearing into the night like the shadow he was at heart. His deed was done. She could come find him when everything was said and done, the change complete and the scientist truly able to appreciate what a Black Panther had to offer.\n\nA tail. She had to have her tail even as Rylee's face settled into the elegant lines of a feline muzzle, whiskers tingling out and quivering anxiously. Her ears rounded and twisted to catch each and every little sound, her fur brushing against the wooden floorboards as it swept up and over her from head to tail-tip, the long length of the flexible appendage flicking back and forth wantonly. \n\nShe needed to go - but she wasn't ready yet! The barely formed feline staggered upright on four paws, feet shifting and twisting, legs pulling up beneath her body where the hips aligned correctly. There was so much yet to go and it all had to go in a rush, her need to hunt, to survive, to do all that she could for the world around her overcoming all else, all sense of fear for herself that she otherwise may have had.\n\nIt finalised in a ripple, like the warmth of a shower pouring over her head as a human. Her chest was no more, smooth and rounded into the strength of a great cat, back long and flexible, her tail curling back and forth. She rested her weight on the joints of her legs, testing how much they flexed for her, a long, pink tongue spilling from between her teeth as she panted, regaining lost breath in the moment of settling, a downy cloud floating down around her.\n\nShe was home. Finally. And now she could do what she had come there for originally. \n\nShaking off the residue of transformation, she bared her teeth in a smile that only befitted a feral feline with a coat as black as the deepest tunnel or the darkest night devoid of any moon and leapt down from the hide in search of more. Where had the panther gone? Now that she was in a form that better befitted the thick and heavy humidity of the jungle, she tingled with energy, whiskers quivering as she sought to catch his scent on the breeze. He would be there and, from then on, she would learn what it meant to be such an elusive creature, torn away and hunted to the point where seclusion and reclusiveness were the only tools left at their disposal for the means of survival. \n\nShe would save all of the Panthers. Chuffing a low cry, she peered into the night, eyes adjusting to show what a human could not see. And the lure and promise of the jungle stretched out before her, night creatures calling in a sweet symphony that no longer struck worry into her heart but a raw kind of joy, flooding up and up and up until it all but threatened to spill over. \n\nWho knew what more she could learn for her research?\n\nEnd preview.\n\nThank you for reading! This full collection of mini stories is available to purchase worldwide via Kindle and Smashwords!\n\nKindle (US): https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07S6ZT1RV \n\nSmashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/940724 \n\nKindle (UK): https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07S6ZT1RV \n\nKindle (DE): https://www.amazon.de/dp/B07S6ZT1RV \n\nKindle (CA): https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B07S6ZT1RV \n\nKindle (AU): https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B07S6ZT1RV \n\nThank you for reading!\n\n \n\nIf you enjoyed this story, please take a look at my website, where similar stories are listed!\n\n HYPERLINK \"https://alismitsy.wordpress.com/\" https://alismitsy.wordpress.com/ \n\n \n\nAll new releases will be announced via my Twitter account!\n\n@alismitsy\n\nI am also available for custom stories, tailored to your preferred nuances and characters. 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Contents
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HYPERLINK \\l "moo" From Man to Moo
HYPERLINK \\l "mount" One Man Becomes a Mount
HYPERLINK \\l "dog" She Wanted a Dog
HYPERLINK \\l "lion" A Lion's Roar
HYPERLINK \\l "eagle" An Eagle's Heart
HYPERLINK \\l "panther" Black Panther's Stalk
HYPERLINK \\l "hippocampus" Bliss as a Hippocampus
HYPERLINK \\l "mule" Mean Old Mule
HYPERLINK \\l "cat" The Feline Persuasion
She Wanted a Dog
Transformed Against His Will
Paloma wasn't the woman for him: Austin knew that. He was brown-haired and plain and she a luxuriously curly blonde, enjoying her salon visits and all that the modern world had to offer her. He was just a farm boy, a man that liked working outside and any tan that he got for himself was because he was out and doing a job in the sun. With all her shine and make-up, there simply was no space for a rough and tumble guy in her life.
That was just why he had to break up with her and sat her down in her garden on the posh patio furniture with the cherry blossoms floating through the air to do it in an environment where she could, somehow, feel comfortable. It didn't matter that Austin was out of place, anxiously shifting his weight from one seat bone to the other as he tried to work up the courage to do just what needed to be done.
Yet when he found the words, rehearsed a million times, on the tip of his tongue, Paloma shook her head at him and leaned forward, pushing a cup on a tiny, dainty saucer across the table at him. Her lips curved him in a smile, shining with gloss. He hated kissing her lips when they were slick with that vile stuff and yet Austin's heart still pulled for all the kisses he would now be forsaking.
``Shush, darling,'' she breathed, eyes wide and imploring. ``No more... No more. I know just what you're going to say.''
Austin gulped and pulled back, sweating nervously. Just how could she know? He hadn't told anyone. Again, she pointed at the cup, although she did not have a like one set before her, her smile fixed and unwavering. That should have been his first warning in her abrupt lack of emotion, more calm and serene than he'd ever seen her.
``Drink this. All will become clear.''
It was as mysterious as she'd ever been but he was obliging and, really, if she'd made him a nice cup of tea, it would have been considered rude of him to ignore it. That was the logic behind why he raised the cup gently to his lips, taking a gulp that was, perhaps, not the most polite and sealing his fate forever.
The ornate little cup fell with a clatter to the table, chipping the rip as it spun off to the side, spilling its contents. But not even Paloma was concerned with it at that moment as she smiled serenely and sat back in her chair, complete with all the poofy cushions her heart could have desired, to watch the show.
He grabbed for his throat but all was tightening, pulling in and in and in so that he could not breathe, could not think, clawing terror ripping through him. His eyes landed on Paloma to help him, to do anything, but she merely giggled and covered her lips prissily with her fingertips, nails extended out from when she had last had an expensive manicure. Yet his throat was not the only thing to tighten and shrink, his hands shrivelling up before his very eyes as he let out a squeal that should never have come from a human mouth and shoved himself back and away from the table.
Ah, he should have known that his feet would not hold him but he crashed down to the perfectly trimmed and manicured lawn all the same, muscle dropping away from his body as he went down and down and down, the world growing large and towering around him. The pink flowers that he had loathed so much now appeared huge and dominating as he howled and grunted and whimpered, sounding far more like an animal than he ever had. Was that what he was?
No... No, his mind could not lock onto that, the horror of his situation overcome and whining, twisting and writhing and squealing as his bones ground and clacked together. There was a lot less of them, however, T-shirt falling over his head, but he could still feel his ears tugging up and narrowing into odd little points, the lobes wide and thin, quivering with tension. His nose pushed out and Austin scurried backwards away from it as if he thought, horrendously so, that it was going to bite him. But it was small, trembling and black, moist so that he could sift through so many new scents and smells that had never before made themselves known to him.
What was he? He wasn't... No!
The man who was no longer a man squeaked and writhed but there was no stopping the last portions of the changes from happening as a tail pushed from his rump, short and curved, and fur covered his grotesquely warped body, making him less monstrous in his minority. It was short and golden and should have been a pleasure to touch but his shrunken hands and feet folded neatly into paws as he groaned, hips shifting from one side to the other as something tingled in his crotch and he became less of a man and more of a...
No, not a woman. Not a woman, too small, too animal. She was a bitch, a little dog, a handbag dog just like the one that Paloma had pouted and whined about not getting for her last birthday. Her cheeks softened into the delicate features of the little mutt, tongue flattening and spinning out as she panted heavily, stressed and strained, every last inch of her body quivering as her over-bred body tried to settle, tried to find some bit of calm. And yet she could not help but shake as she was pulled from the swathes of clothes, eyes wide and staring and every last thing about life that she'd thought she'd known having changed in what could only have been a few minutes.
Life would never be the same again for the Austin-man turned canine companion. Paloma cooed to her and tickled her nose; shaking as she was, the pup in question had no choice but to bear through it. The woman who ruled his life and would forevermore, giggled and fluttered her fingertips at her new puppy, although Austin did not dare snap at it. Who knew what trouble that would bring?
``Sparkles!''
Giggling, Paloma buckled a sparkly, pink collar around her new pet's neck and cooed to her, the dog barking as she settled more into her new form, the light of intelligence dulling from her eyes as she waggled her bottom with the sway of her little tail.
She'd do better as a dog, right where Paloma could keep her safe, yes...
And her new owner would never again let her out of her sight.
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Black Panther's Stalk
Transformed in Luxury
Rylee had waited so long for the Black Panther to appear that she held her breath, binoculars shivering in her hands. She'd dressed lightly but protectively in her usual khaki and she could not have honestly have said that she would have worn that kind of clothing normally. A scientist who'd received a grant to go into the more temperate climate and study the elusive Black Panther, she'd leapt at the chance and that was just what led to her sitting in a hide, finally able to bear witness to the most glorious of big cats with his sinuous, rolling gait and the way that his eyes glittered in the darkness.
She held her breath, unwilling to spare a moment on her own body as she waited and observed, heart in her mouth. Had he come especially for her? She'd been waiting for weeks for the jungle creatures (many, she assumed, undiscovered by human eyes) to acclimatise to the hide and, finally, her patience and long hours with a sore back had paid off. Yet not even Rylee could have imagined what was to happen when the great beast himself looked up at her, eyes locking for a fraction of a second.
That was all it took.
Rylee's eyes shot wide, dropping the binoculars, the scope of the hide rising around her. What was happening? Where was she going? The sense of moving swallowed her up whole as if she had been suddenly taken unwell by vertigo and yet she was still in the same place, on her side, legs paddling and kicking and yet not finding any purchase. Yet all was to change.
Her khakis grew slack, something causing them to disintegrate from her as her body stretched and reshaped itself, entirely out of her control. She could not have said what or who prompted it, drawing her hands up from the base of the hide, which was sticky and wet - blood? No, no, it was nothing as insidious as blood but it glittered in quite the same manner as the great cat's eyes had in the darkness, maybe something otherworldly at work.
Yet there was no time to consider such a notion as her skin prickled, arms jostling into the shape of forelegs that she could not fail to take note of. She knew what those legs were, coated in black fur, her hands twisting into paws with deadly claws. Those claws were capable of so much more than human hands and fingers, as dextrous and tactile as they were, designed to sink into a victim and hold them in place while the jaws did the rest of the work.
No sooner had she thought of those jaws too did she grunt and hiss as her face stretched, jaw bulging to contain those teeth, sharp and deadly. Everything about her was to become deadly as Rylee whimpered, although there was no sense of fear in her heart, only confusion. Everything was scientific to her and she took note as if from a distance as her nose spread, allowing her to sift through the scents of the jungle as it moistened.
She was not to know that her quarry was long gone, disappearing into the night like the shadow he was at heart. His deed was done. She could come find him when everything was said and done, the change complete and the scientist truly able to appreciate what a Black Panther had to offer.
A tail. She had to have her tail even as Rylee's face settled into the elegant lines of a feline muzzle, whiskers tingling out and quivering anxiously. Her ears rounded and twisted to catch each and every little sound, her fur brushing against the wooden floorboards as it swept up and over her from head to tail-tip, the long length of the flexible appendage flicking back and forth wantonly.
She needed to go - but she wasn't ready yet! The barely formed feline staggered upright on four paws, feet shifting and twisting, legs pulling up beneath her body where the hips aligned correctly. There was so much yet to go and it all had to go in a rush, her need to hunt, to survive, to do all that she could for the world around her overcoming all else, all sense of fear for herself that she otherwise may have had.
It finalised in a ripple, like the warmth of a shower pouring over her head as a human. Her chest was no more, smooth and rounded into the strength of a great cat, back long and flexible, her tail curling back and forth. She rested her weight on the joints of her legs, testing how much they flexed for her, a long, pink tongue spilling from between her teeth as she panted, regaining lost breath in the moment of settling, a downy cloud floating down around her.
She was home. Finally. And now she could do what she had come there for originally.
Shaking off the residue of transformation, she bared her teeth in a smile that only befitted a feral feline with a coat as black as the deepest tunnel or the darkest night devoid of any moon and leapt down from the hide in search of more. Where had the panther gone? Now that she was in a form that better befitted the thick and heavy humidity of the jungle, she tingled with energy, whiskers quivering as she sought to catch his scent on the breeze. He would be there and, from then on, she would learn what it meant to be such an elusive creature, torn away and hunted to the point where seclusion and reclusiveness were the only tools left at their disposal for the means of survival.
She would save all of the Panthers. Chuffing a low cry, she peered into the night, eyes adjusting to show what a human could not see. And the lure and promise of the jungle stretched out before her, night creatures calling in a sweet symphony that no longer struck worry into her heart but a raw kind of joy, flooding up and up and up until it all but threatened to spill over.
Who knew what more she could learn for her research?
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