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magic of transformation is not for the elite but sometimes the lost may stumble off the given path...and fall off into the claws of those hungry for what they can provide them. 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This is a preview of the first half of the collection, The Magic of Transformation, and contains the following stories:\n\nBecoming a Myth\nThe Red Wolf\nFrom Man to Ewe\nThe Petting Zoo Donkey\nAfrican Transformation\n\nThe collection may be purchased via Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/946401\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":"The magic of transformation is not for the elite but sometimes the lost may stumble off the given path...and fall off into the claws of those hungry for what they can provide them. The twists and turns of modern life can only be thwarted further by the curlings and trappings of the supernatural when they come into the forefront of trouble times.
Some are willing participants in transformation and others are caught up in the desire for revenge. Sometimes a little of both. But each change tells a new tale...
Please note that this is a collection of five mini stories that are also part of the collection "The Magic of Transformation: Volume 1".
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Thank you for reading! This is a preview of the first half of the collection, The Magic of Transformation, and contains the following stories:
Becoming a Myth
The Red Wolf
From Man to Ewe
The Petting Zoo Donkey
African Transformation
The collection may be purchased via Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/946401
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/
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Reeking of dung and straw and the all-reaching aroma of sheep that crept into every last corner of the shed, it was barely possible to take a full breath when the lambing shed was in dire need of a complete, brutal clear out.\n\nThat had been his job of the day. The job that he hadn't complete. He opened and closed his mouth several times, but no words came out. The farmer's wife hadn't liked that. She'd shouted at him, swearing and cursing like the worst of the farm hands. She hadn't liked that he'd loafed off one bit.\n\nAnd now he was going to pay for it.\n\nThe farmer's wife clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth, peering over the gate at him as the ewes outside baaed mournfully, eager to shed the weight from their heavy, swinging bellies. There was little light, afternoon having merged into dusk as the day wore on, him out for the count while she did what she willed with him.\n\nHe screwed up his mouth, drool trickling viscously down his chin, foamy slather like that of an animal being led down to slaughter. But he was not being slaughtered. None were being slaughtered in that season, not lambing season.\n\n``Wh...'' He tried. ``Where...''\n\nBut the words would not come. Words would never come to him ever again.\n\n``Don't you worry your pretty little head about nothing no more,'' she crooned to him, scraping her hair back into a scruffy ponytail. ``We'll see you right, don't you worry about that. It'll be a better job for you, this will. You'll finally have a use, Jamie. Won't that be nice?''\n\nHe didn't know what the meant, but he didn't have a chance to consider it as his body shifted without his consent, thick and clunky like a foggy brain the day after a night of heavy drinking. Jamie didn't realise that he was naked, but it was a fact that would soon cease to matter as he scrambled up onto his hands and knees with all the grace of a toddler finding their legs something ungainly and unwholesome. It was like having to learn how to move all over again.\n\nAnd he'd have a new body to learn very soon.\n\nThe changes happened quickly, beginning as if the farmer's wife had snapped her fingers and called them forth like bringing her ewes into the farm. Bones cracked and trembled without any sense of pain, pushing themselves into new alignment beneath his skin as his body seemed to crumple down into itself, skin bulging obscenely as bones shoved themselves grotesquely into the shockingly flimsy barrier. It held, however, and no blood spurted forth even as Jamie flopped about like a rag down, head thrown from side to side.\n\nWhat was happening? He dug his fingers into the straw, but they would no longer grip as his spine took on a new shape, the control of his body forever beyond his true command from that point forward. Dimly, he was aware of the farmer's wife laughing softly and her tone soothed him even as his legs shortened, belly bulging as it swooned to hang between his chest and his crotch in a smooth arc. But something about it felt right too and Jamie shivered, the base of his spine tickling as what could only be a tail, as yet uncovered, pushed from above the crease of his buttocks.\n\nMouth agape in a silent, gasping scream, Jamie's head lolled helplessly from shoulder to shoulder as his skin prickled with the beginnings of a coat. He shuddered, though not from realisation of anything as his eyes had already dulled to the mere intelligence of a beast. Wool. He had a coat of wool tingling to life where it had to right to be.\n\nBut it was warm - oh, it was! Trembling, he tried to lean into it, swaying on his, as yet, unformed, cloven hooves, and splayed his legs, lower jaw hanging as he let the one in charge take control of his life once and for all. His hooves formed, soft at first and then growing harder, enough to bear his weight as he gambolled around the fields, and he bleated anxiously, the sound taking greater strength as his vocal chords gave him a new set of noises to make. Animal noises. Sheep noises. But he was not just any sheep.\n\nHis coat of wool was almost complete by the time the udders began appearing and his maleness sucked smoothly back into his body as the large, full udders swayed, teats peaking and bobbing as if they were begging for a lamb to suckle. Of course, to fully complete his transformation into a true ewe, another part had to form and that was tucked up beneath his tail, ready for the prize ram when he was due to be covered again.\n\nBut no, that was not right. Jamie panted and bleated, sides heaving and head whipping from side to side as his mind settled into his new body, thick and cloying. Food. Water. Company. The flock. No longer was he a he and now would remain a she until the very end of her days.\n\nLittle tail twitching, she stepped forward uncertainly, finding her hooves and testing out just how her new body worked. But instinct would take over when she needed it the most and the ewe staggered only once as she explored the confines of the little pen made up in the corner of the lambing shed.\n\nAll the while, she was being watched. The farmer's wife tugged at the shoulder strap of her denim overalls and smiled, though there was something sinister in her perfectly white and perfectly even teeth. \n\n``Good girl,'' the farmer's wife murmured softly, reaching over the gate to stroke and pet the new ewe's head. ``Aren't you a good one? Going to bear me many fine lambs, you are, yes you are, my darling girl!''\n\nAnd, nothing more than a dull animal, she bobbed her muzzle and lipped thoughtlessly at the straw, searching for pellets in lieu of grass. For she didn't know what it was to bear a lamb, but she soon would. She would learn how it felt to have a ram on her back, taking her crudely, and she would know how it felt to have a lamb, born of her own body, suckling at her teats, the soft, fleshy udders showing their true use in the natural cycle of farm life.\n\nYes, she would know. The ewe bleated and looked for her friends. Soon, she would know.\n\nThe farmer's wife would make sure of that.\n\nEnd preview.\n\nThank you for reading! This is a preview of the first half of the collection, The Magic of Transformation, and contains the following stories:\n\nBecoming a Myth\n\nThe Red Wolf\n\nFrom Man to Ewe\n\nThe Petting Zoo Donkey\n\nAfrican Transformation\n\nThe collection may be purchased via Smashwords: HYPERLINK \"https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/946401\" https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/946401 \n\nThe Petting Zoo Donkey\n\n``Where are we going?''\n\nJimmy smiled good-naturedly as his girlfriend towed him down the mown path across the field, a smile on her lips and mischief in her blue, blue eyes. She clutched his hand tightly in hers, nails perfectly manicured and lips shimmering a juicy pink that had to have come from a new tube of gloss. Cindy was always buying new makeup, a young woman constantly taken in by the next new shade. He didn't know how she could have so many of them littering her flat, but had little say in that matter.\n\n``Oh... You'll see!'' She giggled, dragging him towards what looked like a shed, set back against the hedge on the edge of the field. ``It's close - come on! Hurry up!''\n\nSometimes, he couldn't help but think of her as a child in her innocence and, obligingly, Jimmy picked up his pace until they were nearly jogging to the ramshackle little shed. She always did have one fancy going on or the other, but that was his Cindy for you.\n\nLittle did he know that was all about to change.\n\nShe hauled him into the shed, demonstrating surprising strength for her size as she kicked the door neatly closed behind him, dust showering him as it bumped into the frame. Jimmy coughed and blinked rapidly as the interior of the shed slowly came into view as his eyes adjusted to the dimmer light.\n\nAnd there was nothing there. Turning his head slowly from side to side like a lumbering, heavy animal, he tried to stare deep into the corners, thinking himself quite the fool for not spotting whatever was evidently her surprise right off the bat. Surely there had to be something there? But, no, there was nothing bar the pile of rat droppings in the far corner, sunlight streaming in through the cracks between the broken boards to streak the solemn, simply dirt floor in golden rays.\n\nSqueezing his girlfriend's hand, Jimmy called her attention back to him, but, to his mild surprise, she took her hand from his and claimed it with her own, eyes dancing.\n\n``Are you going to tell me what this is all about then?'' He smiled charmingly at her, holding up his hands. ``Trust me, I'm all ears.''\n\nShe laughed and swung her clasped hands before her like the pendulum of a grandfather clock. Cindy tipped in to him, lips parted, and he automatically closed the distance between them, arms encircling her familiar, sweetly petite frame.\n\n``Just one kiss, sweetheart, to remember me by...''\n\nHer lips pressed to his, a cherry flavoured kiss that he leaned into even through his confusion. But when her lips broke from his, Jimmy stiffened, a ripple going through him from head to toe that was neither a shiver or a shudder of pain, but something else entirely. He'd have to get used to that sensation pretty swiftly if he was to survive.\n\nLegs crumpling, they no longer bore his weight and Jimmy cried out fearfully as he dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes, kicking and writhing as bone and muscle took charge for him. His mind screamed and he beat at the jerking of his legs, \n\n``Cindy! Cindy, call an ambulance! Cindy, I don't know what's happening - help me!''\n\nCliche and overdone. His words fell on deaf ears and she bounced on the balls of her feet, hair swinging gaily over her shoulders.\n\n``Quiet, little lad, you're going to love this!''\n\nHe choked and hacked and coughed, chest heaving for breath that would never again slip into the same pair of lungs as he'd always had. He rolled onto his back, gaping and moaning in sheer horror as his legs twisted, bones realigning themselves until his arms become but another pair of legs, toes sucking in as his skin darkened and darkened and darkened. Jimmy squealed and kicked out as his spine pushed into a new shape, one that he'd only ever seen on a beast of burden. Only, he couldn't' see himself as in a mirror, only feel the grotesque changes as his face bulged out and out and out, skin rippling like clay into its new form. Perhaps, at least to his cheering, whooping girlfriend, who was doing her best impression of a cheerleading routine on the side-lines, it was the form he'd always been meant to have.\n\nHe would have begged to differ, if he'd had any say whatsoever in the matter. As it was, Jimmy was forced to watch as his feet became hooves, melding into something hard and unyielding that should never have been placed on a human body. He itched and squirmed, fighting to relieve it, but the discomfort of having his bones cracked into a new body eased as his neck finished elongating, jaw shockingly far out from his barrel chest. The itch was swiftly revealed to be fur spreading over his entire body, a dark grey coat only struck through with a black cross over his shoulders and down the length of his back. Only some would, much later, understand the significance of that.\n\nFighting himself, Jimmy blinked and wheezed, breath rasping down a much longer oesophagus as he rolled and staggered, somehow, to his hooves. He reeled from his new stature, head set lower than it shoulder have been and standing, quite comfortably on all fours as a furry tail shot from the base of his spine, thin and ropey, and swung back and forth as if it had always been there.\n\nThe donkey grunted and swung his head heavily from side to side, dust settling as the changes cemented themselves in his mind, though his humanity was still there, if locked behind a facade that was purely animal. He squealed and stomped, kicking up his heels in anguish, but all anyone would see, if they had been there to observe him, was a grumpy old jack showing his displeasure at something more suited to animalistic wants and needs.\n\nGiggling like a schoolgirl, Cindy squealed and clapped her hands together as the new jack brayed and flicked his tail, her pigtails bouncing.\n\n``What a wonderful addition you will make to my petting zoo!''\n\nEnd preview.\n\nThank you for reading! This is a preview of the first half of the collection, The Magic of Transformation, and contains the following stories:\n\nBecoming a Myth\n\nThe Red Wolf\n\nFrom Man to Ewe\n\nThe Petting Zoo Donkey\n\nAfrican Transformation\n\nThe collection may be purchased via Smashwords: HYPERLINK \"https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/946401\" https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/946401 \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. Please e-mail the following address for further information.\n\n HYPERLINK \"mailto:arianmabe@gmail.com\" arianmabe@gmail.com \n\n\f\n\nIf you liked this story, you may also enjoy...\n\nClass Taste\n\nPredator and prey have always had a twisted and dark relationship in the world of furries but the prey creatures soon learned a way to make the predators in charge submit. Working ahead of their time with tools and devices, they subdue every last predator in the world to make them slaves for their whim, anthros of a cause and with the sharp intelligence that comes with being an ascended creature.\n\nThese creatures do not walk on all fours like their ancestors but are of an entirely different ilk, prey creatures learning and progressing in the world while every predator is nothing more than a slave and a servant, often not treated very well in the slightest. It is common to see a slave with bruises and broken, bleeding skin but no one cares about things like that when they are simply seen as lesser beings.\n\nBut such an injustice in the balance of things cannot go amiss for so long and unrest is stirring in the heart of the system, a lone wolf rising up above the clamour of slavery to take back what is rightfully theirs. They are not pets and servants and slaves searching for scraps but proud creatures themselves! They never agreed to live a life on their knees and there is only so much that a strained bough can take before, ultimately, it snaps.\n\nYet what he wants to bring to the world may not be what everyone suspects...\n\nTangled in Transformation: Volume 1A\n\nHuman 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.\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\n\n2. From Man to Moo\n\n3. One Man Becomes a Mount\n\n4. She Wanted a Dog\n\n5. A Lion's Roar\n\nPlease note that these mini stories are each approximately 1000 words in length.\n\nTangled in Transformation: Volume 1B\n\nMen are not the only ones to undergo transformation in a mystical world of wonder where nothing is quite as it seems, becoming creatures that are beyond their wildest dreams, predatory and mighty. Out in the jungle, poised in victory on a mountain: there is no place that is safe from the magic infiltrating the world and these women are out to find what will change them or, of course, be changed through the dull tremor of the worst of times, the beasts that they have come to harm getting their payback in a rather unique way...\n\nAll must come to justice and the reward is as sweetly potent as the punishment. Which side of the coin do you reside on?\n\nThis collection contains the following stories:\n\n1. An Eagle's Heart\n\n2. Black Panther's Stalk\n\n3. Bliss as a Hippocampus\n\n4. Mean Old Mule\n\n5. The Feline Persuasion\n\nPlease note that these mini stories are each approximately 1000 words in length.\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"The Magic of Transformation
Volume 1A
Thank you for reading! This is a preview of the first half of the collection, The Magic of Transformation, and contains the following stories:
Becoming a Myth
The Red Wolf
From Man to Ewe
The Petting Zoo Donkey
African Transformation
The collection may be purchased via Smashwords: HYPERLINK "https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/946401" https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/946401
From Man to Ewe
``Don't worry, Jamie.''
He rolled his head, straw sticking to his shaved scalp and blue eyes blinking dully. The man's speech slurred, vision leaping and wavering as the inside of the lambing shed came into view, a pile of deep, thick straw cushioning him from the concrete beneath. Reeking of dung and straw and the all-reaching aroma of sheep that crept into every last corner of the shed, it was barely possible to take a full breath when the lambing shed was in dire need of a complete, brutal clear out.
That had been his job of the day. The job that he hadn't complete. He opened and closed his mouth several times, but no words came out. The farmer's wife hadn't liked that. She'd shouted at him, swearing and cursing like the worst of the farm hands. She hadn't liked that he'd loafed off one bit.
And now he was going to pay for it.
The farmer's wife clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth, peering over the gate at him as the ewes outside baaed mournfully, eager to shed the weight from their heavy, swinging bellies. There was little light, afternoon having merged into dusk as the day wore on, him out for the count while she did what she willed with him.
He screwed up his mouth, drool trickling viscously down his chin, foamy slather like that of an animal being led down to slaughter. But he was not being slaughtered. None were being slaughtered in that season, not lambing season.
``Wh...'' He tried. ``Where...''
But the words would not come. Words would never come to him ever again.
``Don't you worry your pretty little head about nothing no more,'' she crooned to him, scraping her hair back into a scruffy ponytail. ``We'll see you right, don't you worry about that. It'll be a better job for you, this will. You'll finally have a use, Jamie. Won't that be nice?''
He didn't know what the meant, but he didn't have a chance to consider it as his body shifted without his consent, thick and clunky like a foggy brain the day after a night of heavy drinking. Jamie didn't realise that he was naked, but it was a fact that would soon cease to matter as he scrambled up onto his hands and knees with all the grace of a toddler finding their legs something ungainly and unwholesome. It was like having to learn how to move all over again.
And he'd have a new body to learn very soon.
The changes happened quickly, beginning as if the farmer's wife had snapped her fingers and called them forth like bringing her ewes into the farm. Bones cracked and trembled without any sense of pain, pushing themselves into new alignment beneath his skin as his body seemed to crumple down into itself, skin bulging obscenely as bones shoved themselves grotesquely into the shockingly flimsy barrier. It held, however, and no blood spurted forth even as Jamie flopped about like a rag down, head thrown from side to side.
What was happening? He dug his fingers into the straw, but they would no longer grip as his spine took on a new shape, the control of his body forever beyond his true command from that point forward. Dimly, he was aware of the farmer's wife laughing softly and her tone soothed him even as his legs shortened, belly bulging as it swooned to hang between his chest and his crotch in a smooth arc. But something about it felt right too and Jamie shivered, the base of his spine tickling as what could only be a tail, as yet uncovered, pushed from above the crease of his buttocks.
Mouth agape in a silent, gasping scream, Jamie's head lolled helplessly from shoulder to shoulder as his skin prickled with the beginnings of a coat. He shuddered, though not from realisation of anything as his eyes had already dulled to the mere intelligence of a beast. Wool. He had a coat of wool tingling to life where it had to right to be.
But it was warm - oh, it was! Trembling, he tried to lean into it, swaying on his, as yet, unformed, cloven hooves, and splayed his legs, lower jaw hanging as he let the one in charge take control of his life once and for all. His hooves formed, soft at first and then growing harder, enough to bear his weight as he gambolled around the fields, and he bleated anxiously, the sound taking greater strength as his vocal chords gave him a new set of noises to make. Animal noises. Sheep noises. But he was not just any sheep.
His coat of wool was almost complete by the time the udders began appearing and his maleness sucked smoothly back into his body as the large, full udders swayed, teats peaking and bobbing as if they were begging for a lamb to suckle. Of course, to fully complete his transformation into a true ewe, another part had to form and that was tucked up beneath his tail, ready for the prize ram when he was due to be covered again.
But no, that was not right. Jamie panted and bleated, sides heaving and head whipping from side to side as his mind settled into his new body, thick and cloying. Food. Water. Company. The flock. No longer was he a he and now would remain a she until the very end of her days.
Little tail twitching, she stepped forward uncertainly, finding her hooves and testing out just how her new body worked. But instinct would take over when she needed it the most and the ewe staggered only once as she explored the confines of the little pen made up in the corner of the lambing shed.
All the while, she was being watched. The farmer's wife tugged at the shoulder strap of her denim overalls and smiled, though there was something sinister in her perfectly white and perfectly even teeth.
``Good girl,'' the farmer's wife murmured softly, reaching over the gate to stroke and pet the new ewe's head. ``Aren't you a good one? Going to bear me many fine lambs, you are, yes you are, my darling girl!''
And, nothing more than a dull animal, she bobbed her muzzle and lipped thoughtlessly at the straw, searching for pellets in lieu of grass. For she didn't know what it was to bear a lamb, but she soon would. She would learn how it felt to have a ram on her back, taking her crudely, and she would know how it felt to have a lamb, born of her own body, suckling at her teats, the soft, fleshy udders showing their true use in the natural cycle of farm life.
Yes, she would know. The ewe bleated and looked for her friends. Soon, she would know.
The farmer's wife would make sure of that.
End preview.
Thank you for reading! This is a preview of the first half of the collection, The Magic of Transformation, and contains the following stories:
Becoming a Myth
The Red Wolf
From Man to Ewe
The Petting Zoo Donkey
African Transformation
The collection may be purchased via Smashwords: HYPERLINK "https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/946401" https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/946401
The Petting Zoo Donkey
``Where are we going?''
Jimmy smiled good-naturedly as his girlfriend towed him down the mown path across the field, a smile on her lips and mischief in her blue, blue eyes. She clutched his hand tightly in hers, nails perfectly manicured and lips shimmering a juicy pink that had to have come from a new tube of gloss. Cindy was always buying new makeup, a young woman constantly taken in by the next new shade. He didn't know how she could have so many of them littering her flat, but had little say in that matter.
``Oh... You'll see!'' She giggled, dragging him towards what looked like a shed, set back against the hedge on the edge of the field. ``It's close - come on! Hurry up!''
Sometimes, he couldn't help but think of her as a child in her innocence and, obligingly, Jimmy picked up his pace until they were nearly jogging to the ramshackle little shed. She always did have one fancy going on or the other, but that was his Cindy for you.
Little did he know that was all about to change.
She hauled him into the shed, demonstrating surprising strength for her size as she kicked the door neatly closed behind him, dust showering him as it bumped into the frame. Jimmy coughed and blinked rapidly as the interior of the shed slowly came into view as his eyes adjusted to the dimmer light.
And there was nothing there. Turning his head slowly from side to side like a lumbering, heavy animal, he tried to stare deep into the corners, thinking himself quite the fool for not spotting whatever was evidently her surprise right off the bat. Surely there had to be something there? But, no, there was nothing bar the pile of rat droppings in the far corner, sunlight streaming in through the cracks between the broken boards to streak the solemn, simply dirt floor in golden rays.
Squeezing his girlfriend's hand, Jimmy called her attention back to him, but, to his mild surprise, she took her hand from his and claimed it with her own, eyes dancing.
``Are you going to tell me what this is all about then?'' He smiled charmingly at her, holding up his hands. ``Trust me, I'm all ears.''
She laughed and swung her clasped hands before her like the pendulum of a grandfather clock. Cindy tipped in to him, lips parted, and he automatically closed the distance between them, arms encircling her familiar, sweetly petite frame.
``Just one kiss, sweetheart, to remember me by...''
Her lips pressed to his, a cherry flavoured kiss that he leaned into even through his confusion. But when her lips broke from his, Jimmy stiffened, a ripple going through him from head to toe that was neither a shiver or a shudder of pain, but something else entirely. He'd have to get used to that sensation pretty swiftly if he was to survive.
Legs crumpling, they no longer bore his weight and Jimmy cried out fearfully as he dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes, kicking and writhing as bone and muscle took charge for him. His mind screamed and he beat at the jerking of his legs,
``Cindy! Cindy, call an ambulance! Cindy, I don't know what's happening - help me!''
Cliche and overdone. His words fell on deaf ears and she bounced on the balls of her feet, hair swinging gaily over her shoulders.
``Quiet, little lad, you're going to love this!''
He choked and hacked and coughed, chest heaving for breath that would never again slip into the same pair of lungs as he'd always had. He rolled onto his back, gaping and moaning in sheer horror as his legs twisted, bones realigning themselves until his arms become but another pair of legs, toes sucking in as his skin darkened and darkened and darkened. Jimmy squealed and kicked out as his spine pushed into a new shape, one that he'd only ever seen on a beast of burden. Only, he couldn't' see himself as in a mirror, only feel the grotesque changes as his face bulged out and out and out, skin rippling like clay into its new form. Perhaps, at least to his cheering, whooping girlfriend, who was doing her best impression of a cheerleading routine on the side-lines, it was the form he'd always been meant to have.
He would have begged to differ, if he'd had any say whatsoever in the matter. As it was, Jimmy was forced to watch as his feet became hooves, melding into something hard and unyielding that should never have been placed on a human body. He itched and squirmed, fighting to relieve it, but the discomfort of having his bones cracked into a new body eased as his neck finished elongating, jaw shockingly far out from his barrel chest. The itch was swiftly revealed to be fur spreading over his entire body, a dark grey coat only struck through with a black cross over his shoulders and down the length of his back. Only some would, much later, understand the significance of that.
Fighting himself, Jimmy blinked and wheezed, breath rasping down a much longer oesophagus as he rolled and staggered, somehow, to his hooves. He reeled from his new stature, head set lower than it shoulder have been and standing, quite comfortably on all fours as a furry tail shot from the base of his spine, thin and ropey, and swung back and forth as if it had always been there.
The donkey grunted and swung his head heavily from side to side, dust settling as the changes cemented themselves in his mind, though his humanity was still there, if locked behind a facade that was purely animal. He squealed and stomped, kicking up his heels in anguish, but all anyone would see, if they had been there to observe him, was a grumpy old jack showing his displeasure at something more suited to animalistic wants and needs.
Giggling like a schoolgirl, Cindy squealed and clapped her hands together as the new jack brayed and flicked his tail, her pigtails bouncing.
``What a wonderful addition you will make to my petting zoo!''
End preview.
Thank you for reading! This is a preview of the first half of the collection, The Magic of Transformation, and contains the following stories:
Becoming a Myth
The Red Wolf
From Man to Ewe
The Petting Zoo Donkey
African Transformation
The collection may be purchased via Smashwords: HYPERLINK "https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/946401" https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/946401
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If you liked this story, you may also enjoy...
Class Taste
Predator and prey have always had a twisted and dark relationship in the world of furries but the prey creatures soon learned a way to make the predators in charge submit. Working ahead of their time with tools and devices, they subdue every last predator in the world to make them slaves for their whim, anthros of a cause and with the sharp intelligence that comes with being an ascended creature.
These creatures do not walk on all fours like their ancestors but are of an entirely different ilk, prey creatures learning and progressing in the world while every predator is nothing more than a slave and a servant, often not treated very well in the slightest. It is common to see a slave with bruises and broken, bleeding skin but no one cares about things like that when they are simply seen as lesser beings.
But such an injustice in the balance of things cannot go amiss for so long and unrest is stirring in the heart of the system, a lone wolf rising up above the clamour of slavery to take back what is rightfully theirs. They are not pets and servants and slaves searching for scraps but proud creatures themselves! They never agreed to live a life on their knees and there is only so much that a strained bough can take before, ultimately, it snaps.
Yet what he wants to bring to the world may not be what everyone suspects...
Tangled in Transformation: Volume 1A
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
Please note that these mini stories are each approximately 1000 words in length.
Tangled in Transformation: Volume 1B
Men are not the only ones to undergo transformation in a mystical world of wonder where nothing is quite as it seems, becoming creatures that are beyond their wildest dreams, predatory and mighty. Out in the jungle, poised in victory on a mountain: there is no place that is safe from the magic infiltrating the world and these women are out to find what will change them or, of course, be changed through the dull tremor of the worst of times, the beasts that they have come to harm getting their payback in a rather unique way...
All must come to justice and the reward is as sweetly potent as the punishment. Which side of the coin do you reside on?
This collection contains the following stories:
1. An Eagle's Heart
2. Black Panther's Stalk
3. Bliss as a Hippocampus
4. Mean Old Mule
5. The Feline Persuasion
Please note that these mini stories are each approximately 1000 words in length.
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