In the lab of professor live, an old thin man just finished his latest invention, and with an evil smile, he fired a laser directed at the moon. While the laser didn't hit the moon, it hit the sky above the tri-state area. The color of the sky in the tri-state changed from a normal color, to a color that looked like a radiated green. The scientist was what some might call mad, but others an absolute genius. He created a ray that allowed the sky above to radiate a new element to the Earth, an element which, when introduced to humans and creatures alike, would create some very unusual things. He had it set to turn humans ideally into many inanimate things. The good news was the transformation was temporary and everyone would 'hopefully' turn back in the morning. The bad news was that some of the transformation might stick for the next day.

Crimson sat in the park and raised his head the moment he heard a strange buzzing noise fill the sky. He saw the sky take on a strange green color. "Huh, that's normally the color of the sky before something bad happens." He said to himself jokingly.

The park was almost empty at this time of day. It wasn't so late that anyone outside was odd, but it was late enough that the children were back home. It was an ordinary park with a dog track, a stone path, and a few chess tables, although the pieces to the chess games were long missing.

The braixen pokemon walked along casually towards the exit of the park. He felt a strange feeling between his legs, but he tried to ignore it. He turned his head and noticed a fountain with a smooth stone center, but no statue. Crimson knew they removed the previous statue over a year ago, but they hadn't bothered to replace it with anything. He looked over to a bench and grabbed himself a seat. He looked over at the exit that was so close, yet so far, but his body felt tired and heavy. "Five minutes, then I'll leave." He said to himself.

Crimson continued to feel pulsing between his legs, and it slowly got worse. He looked down and noticed his human-shaped cock revealed itself underneath his thick fur. 'Is it...bigger?' He thought to himself. He gave it a poke, and shivered as he felt the pleasurable sensation. "Okay, maybe not five minutes."

The small pokemon stood up, but rather than make his way to the exit, he felt his legs walk towards the fountain that lacked a statue. He tried to turn his legs, but he couldn't. He felt his legs step into the water and make his way towards the center. His tail flickered up above the knee-deep water. "Stop! Turn around already!" He looked around for any sign of life to help him out from this situation, but he saw none. He stepped onto the stone center and turned the upper half of his body away from the statue placement, but it didn't matter how much he struggled. His bare exposed paw feet walked over to the spot a statue one stood. Each paw positioned themselves over a small hole where water once flowed.

Crimson felt something happening underneath his feet, and to his legs. His cock continued to throb with an unnatural erection he could not get rid of, and with each pulse and throb, he felt it throb a little harder.

"Who's doing this to me?" Crimson shouted. "Someone! Anyone! Help me!" He shouted. He let out a gasp as his fully erect cock, now nearly two feet in length, suddenly orgasmed. He stifled his moan as the cock came, shot his seed directly into the water below, and clouded the water. The orgasm felt as if it drained so much from his body, but his legs stood firm. In fact, he couldn't even bend his legs. He looked down at his feet and noticed why he couldn't move, or bend his legs at all. His feet, and even his legs turned to stone. The fur on his legs changed as well. Crimson noticed the stone crept up his body to his crotch. In addition, despite how he just orgasmed, his cock was hard. It jutted out from underneath his fur like a sore thumb, along with his balls. He felt like a pervert flashing the world. He felt his spine forcefully pull him to face forward as the stone crawled up his back. "F-fuh...can't...can't stop it." He grit his teeth as his head turned one way, and his arms cracked loudly as they shifted and placed his paws on his torso as he took a proud pose.

Crimson felt another orgasm build up inside of him so soon, although it felt different compared to the first. He could both see and feel stone surround his body as he struck his pose, but the one part of his body the stone did not wrap around was his cock. His grown shaft pulsed and throbbed almost painfully, begging for release. He felt something flow from his feet up to his cock before he suddenly released another wave, but this time of clear water. It looked more as if he were peeing. Yet to Crimson, it felt like a nonstop orgasm. He just couldn't stop or change his smiling expression. He felt like a perverted being just orgasming in public for everyone to notice. His proud pose didn't help him feel better as his exposed cock, now converting to stone, continued to unleash water into the fountain. The fountain refilled him through his feet, and he continued to orgasm through his cock in an endless cycle. Luckily, he would revert once daytime came, but until then, he was stuck as a statue in an endless orgasm for all to see.

In the same park, a colorful gryffon walked along inside a giant hedge maze. He accidentally wandered into it, and now he was trying to get out as he saw the strange moon and felt bizarre. He did have a pair of large wings that were almost more colorful than the rest of his body was, but he felt that was cheating. He kept his hand against part of the wall as he walked along aimlessly.

"Such a big place, wonder if there's a minotaur around here." He joked. He wasn't sure how long he was in the maze for. It didn't feel like very long, though as he looked up at the strange colored sky, he figured it was time to leave. "Alright, Frysco. Let's get out of this place and back home. Nothing's probably going to happen, but if the sky isn't blue, there's something askew." He flapped his wings and jumped up. He immediately fell back onto the ground on his rear.

"The heck?" Frysco turned back to his wings. Flying normally wasn't a huge problem for him. He flapped his wings and tried to take off again, but he was less successful than his first attempt. "What's going on?" He tried to fold his wings over his body to look at them, but as he folded his wings, he realized his wings looked smaller than they used to be. He raised his hands to feel them, but his hands were also smaller. He looked up at the sky once more, and then down at his colorful gryffon body. "Is whatever is happening to the sky doing this to me?" He didn't know, and he didn't want to spend time figuring it out. He decided to try to take an alternative cheap method out of the maze by using his shrinking hands to cut through the hedges, however he found a steel fence only moments after he dug through the shrubbery.

Frysco sighed frustratingly. He kept an eye on one of the walls as he walked back to get out of the maze, but he walked fast. He didn't know what was going on, but his shrinking arms and wings worried him greatly. He also felt colder on the outside, yet warmer on the inside. He glanced down and noticed his feathers and fur seemed to 'melt' into his body.

Frysco also felt an arousal between his legs, although he knew this was not the time to feel that. His cock pulsed and throbbed as it grew erect, yet as it was erect, he could feel it 'point' towards his body. He didn't want to look under his clothes at first, but then it felt even more bizarre between his legs to the point where he had to look, and his eyes widened. His cock hadn't just gotten erect and pointed upwards. His shaft fused with his very body, and his entire torso felt more sensitive. His testicles hadn't merged with him, but he could see them visibly swelling to the point where his brown pants felt uncomfortable. His shirt also felt tight around his torso, even though his arms continued to shrink. He couldn't take off his shirt and pants even if he wanted to, as his hands were half the size they once were, and his wings were nonexistent too. Worse yet, he had this taste in his mouth that tasted warm, salty, and thick. 'It almost tastes like...no, that can't be.' He thought to himself. He had to get back home, or at least out of the moonlight.

Frysco continued to wander the maze. He didn't think the maze was that large. He spent a good ten minutes wandering before the sky changed, and now he felt as if he spent twice that amount of time getting out, and that was keeping an eye on one of the walls, the same method he used to get in. "Come on, where is the exit." He said to himself. He let out a cough as he felt something in his throat, and white seed flew from his mouth onto the grass in front of him.

"That's...not mucus." Frysco said to himself. He tasted cum in his mouth. His blue colored testicles grew so large that his pants dropped, and his underwear raised up, but they pushed outwards as well with his growing chest that took on a familiar cylinder shape. His head expanded, and his body forced his head to stare up at the sky. He opened his mouth, and no matter how hard he tried, his beak wouldn't close. He felt another rush of cum leave his mouth as his body took on the shape he feared most. He couldn't see it, but he could 'feel' the heavy pulsing and the vanishing of his very bones and changing insides, as he became a very large walking cock. His feet and legs were the only things left unchanged. The rest of his body was a huge mostly blue cock with an orange tipped head, and two balls that swung down to his knees.

Frysco still had his color pattern, even if he was a very large cock. His legs were still a gray with brown and white, his body had a large variety of colors on the front, and while his wings were gone, he had a design that looked as if someone drew wings on his cylinder-shaped body, as well as his clawed gray arms. He let loose another spurt of cum. He smelled musk from his body, and even though his eyes pulled back and vanished, he was still able to see through magical eyes, as well as smell and taste. Even if all he tasted was cum. His thoughts simplified as he walked around the hedge maze. He still looked for the exit, but he doubted he could find it easily now. At the very least, he left a trail of cum he might be able to use as a guide to see where he already had travelled, but he couldn't look down until he stopped cumming, and he continued to orgasm as a massive cock repeatedly. The tip of his head flared and flattened, and a ring appeared around the center of his body to give him the appearance of a giant walking horse cock.

A tanned man walked along the path with his phone out while Frysco was transforming. His phone had the name 'Brandon' on it. Brandon raised his head up to the odd sky and glanced around. "Hm. Something feels so off about that." He decided it was best to go to the exit. He made his way to the same exit Crimson went to, but before he walked out, he paused at the sight of a statue of a pokemon with a massive dick that just sprayed water from that cock into the fountain. "A very unusual choice." Brandon commented. He was curious enough to want to poke the statue, but he didn't want to get wet. He didn't manage to get close before he nearly fell into the clear water below. He pulled himself back, and looked down into the water to see various coins people tossed. "Well, you got a statue kinky enough to make me curious if this fountain is magical, so," Brandon pulled out a coin. "I wish...I wish I was more like Sushi." Brandon flipped a quarter into the fountain.

As soon as the coin touched the water, Brandon felt a sudden strange hollow sensation in his body. He reached down to feel his stomach curiously, but his eyes grew wide when he noticed his hands turned pale and white, just like a cartoon character's hands. He looked as if he wore two large white silly gloves. He tried to grab the 'gloves' to pull them off, but he yelped in pain. "They're actually my hands? Is this really happening?" Brandon felt his heart pound excitedly. He didn't think Sushi was hollow, but he knew the kind of clothes she wore, and white gloves was one of those pieces of clothing.

Brandon watched as what appeared to be black latex crawled its way up his arms. His clothing then clung tightly to his body as it changed with him. "Unbelievable. This fountain really is magical." His chest ballooned outward with two tits covered by a purple latex outfit. The latex outfit hugged him tightly from his chest, all the way to his changing crotch. The change between his legs felt pleasurable too, and the pleasure spread throughout the rest of his body. "I wonder if I'll get her brains too."

Curiously, Brandon reached up and felt his head. It was bizarre to be able to feel his head so well despite the fact he had white gloves on. As he felt his forehead, he couldn't help but notice something strange. He couldn't feel the hair on his head at all. In fact, he felt a smooth slippery surface, and he was able to give it a little squeeze. "The heck?" He wanted to race to the bathroom, but they closed off the bathrooms at this time of night in the park. He looked down at the water in the fountain instead and noticed, while it did 'look' as if he had hair, the hair looked like someone painted into his head rather than actual hair. 

Brandon cracked a smile, but only because he was forced to. He looked at his shiny sharp teeth with amazement, but something about the teeth that looked stranger than normal teeth. He gave it a poke, and just like his head, his teeth felt squeaky and looked like someone painted it on his body. He wanted to open his mouth to speak, but he couldn't even do that. 'I'm not becoming Sushi. I'm becoming something else. What the heck?' He thought to himself in a panic.

Brandon turned to run, but he wound up tripping and falling into the water with a splash. The fountain wasn't deep, so he was in no risk of drowning. It didn't matter how deep the water was however, as he floated up to the top quickly. He didn't even have to try to swim. He just floated upwards with his belly on the water. He wanted to turn to see what was happening to his body, but he felt too stiff to be able to do that. 'What's...happening...to me?' 

Brandon felt the center of his torso hollow out. He could still feel his body, but he couldn't see it. Had he been able to see, he would see his body take on a roundish shape except for his head. His legs pushed into his rounding torso, as did his hands. He still retained the cartoony appearance he took earlier, even taking on a gray skin color of a shark, but he looked like a ridiculous cartoony shark, far more cartoonish than the 'Sushi' character he wished to become. His eyes stuck permanently open and his ears pointed up into very small shark ears.

Brandon felt himself grow two small handles, and with a hissing noise, he felt a small 'thing' appear on his backside. He knew exactly what he became after that hissing noise. 'I'm some sort of dumb inflatable?' He thought to himself. He bobbled and floated around on the fountain with only the wind and the water that came out of Crimson's shaft to steer him. He wanted to break free, but he couldn't. He hoped for someone to come by and fix him, but like many of the others who transformed, including the fountain statue, he would have to wait until morning.

A woman stepped towards the exit of the park. She was a mid-20 year old woman with light skin and brown hair with blue eyes. She looked around with a hint of intimidation in her eyes. Something felt strange around her, and she knew it. "Get a hold of yourself Mary. It's just time to go home."

Mary felt an eerie gust of wind as the night sky changed. She looked up, and then around curiously. She noticed a perverted fountain as well as a statue. She kept quiet long enough to hear strange a strange 'sput' noise coming from the direction of the hedge maze. The park felt wonderful to visit during the day, but it felt as if it turned into something completely different at night. 'It feels like the whole town was here earlier.' She thought to herself. It was nice to get out after a recent outbreak that, rumor was, turned a bunch of people into cowgirls. That in of itself was likely worth a story, but she didn't care about it anymore.

As Mary walked along, she went from feeling cold, to feeling oddly warm. She looked down at her body and gasped as she noticed an odd combination of black and white stripes growing on her body. She reached down and stroked it. The fur felt very soft, and it felt 'good' to be stroked by her own hands. "What?" She felt as if people used that word countless times tonight. She glanced around at the fountain and the pool toy and felt an odd sensation, as if those two things used to be alive.

Mary wrapped her arms around her body as the heat continued to swell within her. She opened her mouth to cry for help, but she froze when her teeth began to fall from her mouth. It felt as if she was in a nightmare. She looked around for someone, anyone to help, but she saw nothing living. Rather, she saw nothing living that was animate to be able to assist her. A tear fell from her eyes as the fur continued to grow from her body, and the hair on top of her head shed. 'Am I turning into a monster?' She thought to herself. She brushed her hand through her fur. 'But this isn't a disgusting monster with this kind of fur. An animal?'

Mary felt her body start to swell. She grabbed onto her shirt with a look of fright on her face and hugged it as it tore from the back and dropped down. Her pants didn't rip, but her legs felt so wrong in them. The pants did push down a bit for a slick tail. Her ears that shifted upwards tilted as they picked up the sound of cracking from her spine as the tail formed.

Mary now knew she was becoming an animal of some sort. Based on the appearance and color of her fur, she guessed it was a tiger, but a white striped one. All of her teeth and human hair shed and dropped from her body, down onto the grass below. She looked down with more tears. She felt only minor pain physically with the transformation, but the mental anguish was on another level, especially with the change occurring as swift as it was. She winced again as her fingernails and toenails pushed out from her transforming paws. She felt the paw pads push out just above the fur she grew on her hands and feet.

Mary felt a bit more pain as sharp teeth grew in where she once had her normal teeth. She blinked rapidly as her eyes changed and whiskers grew out of her transforming nose. She turned to the fountain and inflatable on the water and wondered if they were once people if they had to go through such a transformation as well. It was something she wasn't sure if she'd ever find out the answer towards. Her ears shifted to the left and right as she picked up new sounds, and she glanced up at the night sky again. She thought for a brief moment that the strange color of the sky might have had something to do with her change, but she heard the noise of someone else approaching. Part of Mary wanted to try to warn whoever was approaching that 'something' was going on. She wasn't sure how to phrase it, but she wanted to tell them to get home, to put on a mask, to do something to stop whatever was happening.
Another part of Mary, a growing natural instinct, told her to run. She turned and bolted behind the bathroom. She knew if whoever was out there saw a wild tiger around, the very thing she became, that they would likely try to get animal control involved, or worse yet, possibly harm her. With her new instincts, Mary also thought that, with her growing claws replacing her fallen nails, she might accidentally harm them as well. 

"I'm telling you, the picture is real." A woman said into her cell phone as she walked towards the exit. "It's a bloody radioactive green sky!" She looked down to the grass and froze as she saw remnants of human hair, and nails. "Uh...hey, I'll call you back, alright? I just found something really freaky and I've got to take a picture of it."

"Just don't end up on tomorrow morning's news Carol." A voice at the other end replied.

"Yeah right." Carol rolled her green eyes. "I'm going to send you a picture of it, because it looks really weird." She hung up the phone and enabled the camera. She pointed it at the hair and snapped a picture. "It looks like one of those things you find at those Halloween stores. Those fake wigs. Except these hairs aren't attached to anything." As she took the picture, she noticed something was off about her own hands. She raised up her arm and noticed odd hairs coming out of her right hand. "The hell?" She stepped back, but slipped on her high heels. Her phone flew forward and landed on the concrete sidewalk with a loud smack. 

"Shit, shit, shit. That was a three hundred dollar phone." Carol lunged forward and grabbed it, but the screen wouldn't turn on. "You've got to be kidding me. These cost so much but they're more fragile than a newborn baby."

Carol noticed the fur continued to grow on her hands. She tried to scratch it off, but to no avail. She noticed black paw pads appeared on her hands as well, but not as thick as Mary's own. "Is this what happened to that woman?" She looked down and noticed the fingernails and it creeped her out. She wondered if her own fingernails would fall off, but besides the fur and paw pads, her hands didn't go through as significant as a change as the other woman.

Carol stood back up, but she fell back down as she felt her feet change too. She raised her dress and watched as her feet swelled; the change included her very toes into feline paw pads. It became too painful to wear her heels, so she pulled herself out of them with a grunt. "Uhn. They're not falling off, but they're still changing into something so disgusting." The fur she grew herself was a dark brown fur with black spots. She knew it was a feline, but she didn't remember the name of the creature, nor could she think about it at a time like this.

The change then crawled up Carol's hands and feet. She felt the fur grow and develop, but her legs and arms didn't seem to change drastically other than fur growing over them. She swore she felt something change about them on the inside, but she couldn't pinpoint what. 'Does this look older? Like, my arms and legs look like they belong more on an older woman?' She thought to herself. She was a mid-20 year old woman, but with the creases, she barely made out underneath the fur, it looked more appropriate for someone in their 40s, or possibly even older than that.

Much like with Mary, Carol heard a cracking noise. Her dress began to shift slightly and she could feel herself moving it with an appendage she knew she shouldn't have. She shifted her dress up, and a tail slowly inched outwards. The tail was slim, but it had the same fur pattern as her arms and legs did. Is this like a cheetah? A leopard? What the hell kind of animal is this?' She thought to herself. She also wondered why there were remains of what was clearly another woman that likely went through a similar transformation, yet the same thing didn't happen to her.

Carol then felt the fur sneak up her crotch and torso. The strange thick, yet also fine fur covered her up, although while it covered her chest, her nipples poked out from the fur just enough to be exposed. "God, I look like one of those furry creatures you see online." She said to herself. She felt oddly turned on by all of it, yet she knew better. She looked around curiously for any sign of the other woman. "Maybe she turned into something worse than a feline...or he."

Fur continued to work up Carol's neck, and then it swallowed her entire head with fur. She looked over at the fountain and noticed a glimpse of the sky's reflection. She stood up and carefully made her way to the fountain to see her face. It was difficult to walk with her newly changed feet. She walked on what felt like her front heels with her arches high in the air, and it felt so wrong. She made it to the fountain and looked at her face just in time to see her teeth crack and sharpen into sharp feline teeth, and whiskers to poke out from her new pink nose.

As Carol looked back to where she saw the hair and nails, she also saw teeth over there. It looked as if 'whatever' transformed over there that it came from some sort of horror show, yet hers wasn't nearly as dramatic, but it didn't make it any less frightening for her. She winced as her ears pulled up into large round feline ears, and she had the body of a feline anthro.

"This is so...wow." Carol couldn't describe it in words. She felt sleek and elegant, even if the transformation felt so graphic and dramatic. She raised her nose to the air and picked up the scent of another feline. Part of her wanted to explore as to what that feline was, but she was also curious as to what caused her transformation. She hadn't turned feral, but the new scents in the air made her very curious.

Carol smelled the scent of cum in the air. It was disgusting. She could only imagine who got off to enjoying such bizarre transformations. She also smelled something faint around the fountain, and she wondered if both the statue and the floating thing in the fountain were once something else. She didn't remember the fountain having a statue, especially one so perverted. She also didn't remember the floaty in the fountain either, although someone could have easily tossed the floaty toy into the fountain.

Carol winced as she felt another change happen in her body. "Uhn...what now?" She held onto her belly as she felt it inflate and push outwards. Bit by bit, minute by minute, her stomach swelled. She didn't look fat, but it looked as if she filled with something else. "Kids?" She said with a panicked voice. She was never pregnant before, but her belly indicated otherwise. She didn't feel any kicks, but her stomach felt heavy as it swelled into the nine-month territory swiftly.

Carol then felt something else change about her body. The base of her nipples swelled as the nipples themselves darkened, and her body began to sag in a few different places. She didn't look in the fountain, but crow's feet and laugh lines developed on her face too. Had one looked at her, she didn't look like she was in her 20s anymore, but like her arms and legs, they gave off the impression she was in her 40s.

"Oh hah hah very funny...I'm supposed to be some literal cougar or something looking for young boys? The spots say otherwise!" Carol called out to the world. "This better be fixed eventually!"

Like so many others, she would change back, at least in the morning. However, in the next full moon, she would change again, as would everyone else that was underneath that sky that night, likely for the rest of time.
