“And that’s another 20 points for me.” A lion/gorilla anthro spoke proudly with a grin.
It was friday night and with little better to do, Gideon was at a bar. Gideon was a large muscular gorilla anthro with a white mane surrounding his head and a white tuft at the base of a long tail. He also had a pure white cock, hidden by underwear and jeans he wore. His Hawaiian buttoned up shirt was a bit beat up, but that didn’t stop him from having a good time. He grinned at the person he was beating, a dog anthro who was in over his head after a few too many strong drinks served by a herm equine anthro bartender. “If you don’t start getting bullseyes, you’re gonna lose this bet.”

The bet? A few hundred dollars Rob the dog anthro didn’t have. His girlfriend was watching though, and he had to impress her. What was more impressive than a last minute shot anyway? With his tongue sticking upwards just outside of his muzzle, he made his shot and he hit the bullseye… of a shirt that was hanging up right next to the board, far from his goal. “Ack. Well, I guess that's the game. You’ve got a lot of dexterity.”

Gideon chuckled and held out his hand. “You remember the deal. You owe me two hundred dollars for that game.” A small bet, but one that the two of them were sure to record on their phones to make it official, just in case anything went south for either of them.

Rob glanced over at his girlfriend who was currently frowning. A bet's a bet, the problem was… “Do you take an IOU? I don’t have that money with me.” He chuckled nervously. Truth be told, he thought he had this in the bag. Gideon looked like a muscleman, not the kind of anthro that knew how to throw darts at a board.

Gideon rolled his eyes. He figured a dog wearing this kind of clothing didn’t have that kind of money. “Yeah, that’s fine, but I’ll have to take something as collateral.” He was tough, but fair. With a smile, he looked over to Rob’s girlfriend, a dog anthro of the same husky species. “And who is she?”

“Her? Uh, she’s Daria. What? You want to use her as collateral?” The dog joked.

Daria scowled at Rob. “You want to tell him that I’m supposed to be paying for your drinks too? Man, when are you going to start that new job?”

“She’ll do just fine.” Gideon chuckled and flexed. Suddenly, the shirt he wore ripped open. He pulled it off and showed off his muscular body. Well, he was a gorilla anthro with lion in his blood, muscle was the name of the game. He walked over to Daria and placed his hands on her shoulders. “Hm… she’s a little small, but I can stretch her out. Okay, how do you want to do this?”

Do this? Daria looked up at Gideon with a glance of apathy. He wasn’t serious, was he? “What? Are we going to play princess where I get captured by you and you keep me hostage in your place until he pays up? I mean, I’ll fucking play along but when I got to get home after, I got to get home. He’s not going to be good for it for awhile, trust me.”

Gideon smiled down at Daria. Oh how easy it would be for sex right here and right now, but no, he liked to play around a little first. Besides, he could tell Daria wasn’t in the mood. “Let’s go slow then and see where it goes.” He turned Daria around and gave the canine a long, loving kiss. During that kiss, a surge of energy flooded Daria’s system, a rush of magic that began to change her form. Her legs and arms suddenly began to retract inwards little by little.

Daria’s eyes shot open. She tried to pull away from the kiss, but her body suddenly paralyzed. The kiss was so quick and so… powerful. She sensed her limbs retracting, pushing towards herself, and a flood of arousal that made her want sex now but she knew to control herself. “MPH!” She shouted. Her wide open pupils shot to her vanishing arms and legs.

Rob stood up and was ready to punch Gideon, but then he noticed Daria’s shoes fall off with a clop. He looked at her hands and saw they were retracting inside of her clothing. “What the fuck are you doing to her?” All of this over a few hundred dollars? “I’ll find a loan shark, there’s a place nearby that’s got to be open. It’ll take me like five minutes! Whatever the fuck you’re doing with her, just stop! SOMEONE HELP!”

Gideon broke the kiss with a deep sigh. He turned his head over to Rob and laughed. “I was thinking of sex to do this, but that was kind of extreme.” Despite what was going on, nobody in the bar gave them the time of day. “See, until you can pay me back, I’ll keep her with me. Thing is, I don’t want a dog girl, but I’m in need of a new shirt, so…” Gideon held up Daria with ease. Her pants fluttered off her body and revealed a large hole underneath, as if she was completely hollow inside with an opening beneath her. “She’ll do nicely until you can pay me back.” He pulled off Daria’s top and revealed her now bare chest with various buttons on it. One by one, he undid the buttons and opened her up. She looked as if she were made of cloth on the inside, and entirely hollow!

Rob couldn’t believe this. Here this Gorilla lion anthro was casually opening up his girlfriend as if she were a shirt. Worse yet, the way her limbs retracted, she really did look like clothing besides her head, and even that was pulling down into her body.  “Fine, I’ll be able to pay you back quickly, you don’t have to turn her into damn clothing!”

Daria’s face widened as her head pushed down into her now opened up clothing. Her eyes split as they moved down to where the nipples would be, now on an open shirt. Her mouth, her nose, nowhere to be seen, just an empty spot for someone else’s head. She was a plain white shirt that Gideon happily put on and shook with a smile on his face. Daria’s eyes slowly vanished, and the shirt lost its fur to look far more like fabric, plain white fabric for a button-up shirt for Gideon to wear. She couldn’t even shout as her mouth vanished once it went into her torso!

“A little late for that.” Gideon chuckled as he put Daria on and buttoned her back up. “Mmph, fuck she’s a warm one. I gotta say, I’m loving this. I might just want to keep her this way and we can call it even!” He raised his arm and flexed off his muscle, stretching Daria’s new shirt body. “Oh yeah! Look at that, no rips and it’s showing off every last detail of me!”

Rob grabbed the sides of his head, unsure what he should do to try to get his girlfriend back. Why wasn’t anyone else freaking out over this? Was Gideon that powerful of a magician? Or maybe shit like this happened at this bar regularly, he hadn’t been here for long. He heard of a talking magical horse doing all kinds of strange things here, but this wasn’t a horse, plus he didn’t believe in magic… well, he used to not believe in magic! “Can’t I do anything to get her back?”

“Well, she is super comfortable, but we can play for double or nothing. If you win, I’ll turn her back and we can forget this all happened, but if you lose, then you’ll be joining her as clothes.” Gideon replied coyly. Men, women, he didn’t discriminate. Clothing was clothing as far as he was concerned. His girlfriend was super comfortable, so he only imagined what Rob might feel like on his fur. “If you’re willing to play another game of darts.”

Oh no, Rob knew better than to try to go for another round of that. He got his ass handed to him on a silver platter. “How about another game like pool?” He pointed to the pool tables. “Solids and stripes, eight ball plays normal. First one to get all their balls in wins.” A simple game, he thought he might perform better in, at least a better chance than darts. 

Gideon nodded. “Sounds fair to me.” He walked over to the green billiard table while feeling his shirt. She felt so comfortable on his body, hugging him in just the right places. He was looking forward to wearing her in. “Okay, I’ll let you take the first shot.” He smirked. “Just be warned, if you get serious, I might start to get… a little sweaty.”

Rob groaned mentally at that thought. Sweat never bothered him, but when his girlfriend was his literal shirt, he loathed to think what she was going through right now. “Let me guess, you can hear her thoughts too, right?” He set up the many pool balls. Maybe a game that didn’t involve so much walking would be better. However, he knew Gideon was going to try to stress him out. No, he had to focus! For his shi- er… girlfriend! “You’re just a sick pervert. I bet you transform people into socks and masturbate in them.”

“Are you trying to give me ideas for when you lose?” Gideon held his pool stick high in the air with a big smile towards Rob. “You know, I don’t HAVE to agree to this. I can just keep her as your shirt and we can forget this. For the record, yes, I can hear her thoughts.” Thoughts of panicking, struggling, yet all she could do was be his shirt. He knew she’d accept it at some point, they all did, it was a matter of when, not if. “Make your shot.”

Rob quickly sealed his lips. Being a shirt was one thing, but a pair of socks that… no, Gideon really couldn’t transform people into that, right? He turned pale and tried to focus. With his aim lined up, he started off the game of pool. Did they even agree with what they were aiming for? “I’m going for solids.” He said as he made the break, sending the balls in various directions and getting one of his in, but then taking a second shot and failing miserably. “Ugh…” Well, this couldn’t go that bad, right?

“How about we make things interesting? For every ball you get in, I’ll transform her back a little bit, but for every ball I sink, you’ll change into socks more and more.” Gideon did love his shirt, but it could use some designs on it, maybe something the girlfriend had, like a tattoo. “If I win, she changes into whatever design I want though, just like you become whatever kind of socks I desire.”

That sounded a little frightening to Rob. Becoming socks little by little? So he WAS going to become socks. “So long as it doesn’t impact my ability to play pool.” He said with an angry glare. No, he wasn’t going to become this person’s clothing. He was determined not to! He would save his girlfriend and get out of here! “Fine. By the way, I did get one ball in.”

Gideon chuckled. “I know.” Two eyes appeared on the nipples of the shirt, familiar looking eyes that didn’t blink but appeared as if they were part of the design of the otherwise plain shirt. Having a face in front of the shirt was something he had been tempted to have. He reached down and rubbed his hand on one of the eyes before taking his shot and getting one pool ball in. “So I changed her back a bit, just like you’re going to change now.”

True to Gideon’s words, Rob’s body turned completely white. While his fur was mostly white already, this time he turned as white as snow, with the exception of two lines on his head that looked akin to that of a headband, a red and blue one. Rob shivered at the sensation of his body changing, knowing he changed on the inside as well. He put his paw to his chest and felt his heart continue to pump, as well as him continuing to breathe, but he knew something in him changed and hollowed out. “Ugh… that’s fine. I can deal with this.” He was going to go for his shot, but Gideon stopped him. That’s right, it was still the Gorilla Lion’s turn after sinking a ball.

Gideon sunk another ball, and Rob felt his heart sink. His body changed again, another external change that made him feel… frizzy? He raised his hand up and flexed his fingers. He felt as if he were flexing a sock puppet with many fingers, and upon feeling his hands together, he knew why. His fur had shrunk into his body, leaving only a material comparable to that of soft socks. He was a giant sock golem of sorts, though he still had the dexterity to shoot pool. ‘Is this guy really going to sink every single ball in? That orange ball over there should be impossible!’ His ball was right in front of the orange one, unless Gideon wanted to give Rob extra points, there was no way he’d be able to only get one ball in.

Gideon lined up his next shot and took it, though he wasn’t able to get the ball in, he set up the white ball in a horrible position for Rob. “I’m not THAT magical. I can’t cheat at pool, nor can I at darts.” He smiled at Rob. “But I know enough about it to set up some pretty iffy shots for you.”

Rob let out a mental sigh of relief. This would be fine, he could deal with this. “Yeah, thanks.” There was a ball of his not far from Gideon’s that he just had to sink, then he’d be one step closer to getting his girl back. His heart pounded hard underneath his chest made of… what the hell were socks made out of? Cloth? Fiber? Whatever the case, he took his shot and sunk in another ball. With a small smile on his muzzle, he watched familiar gray appear on Gideon’s shirt right on his shoulders, and behind his back too. Signs that his girlfriend was slowly returning to normal, even if she looked like a decorated t-shirt. Unfortunately, he missed his next shot and his smile quickly turned upside down.

Gideon took another shot, sinking all but one ball in this time. With every ball, Rob grew more and more hollow inside. With the second to last ball, he split down the middle, but he didn’t quite separate yet. He looked like two full sized sock versions of himself, missing a hole, but Gideon knew what would serve perfectly for that. “It's your turn. Better make this one count.”

‘Yeah, no pressure.’ Rob thought as he turned more and more into a sock-like creature. God, he was someone’s sick perverted fantasy for sure, probably Gideon’s. He didn’t want to find out. He took his next shot and, while he sunk another ball in and noticed the face of his girlfriend appear on Gideon’s shirt, a very stretched out face that fit a design for a shirt more than an anthro, he wasn’t able to make his other one. Worse yet, the ball bounced off the wall and landed in a perfect position for Gideon’s last ball, not far from one of his own. He knew all too well what was going to happen next, and with a defeated sigh, he resigned to his fate. Did Gideon cheat? He didn’t see him doing anything strange. “Bastard…” He mumbled softly.

With a huge smile on his face, Gideon made one more shot, one more ball, and with a flick of his wrist, the game was over and he had won. His shirt had the eyes of a dog along with gray on his shoulders with a few other gray details along his backside, in other words it was a perfect design for him. Rob on the other hand… he was almost pure white with the exception of a red and blue line across his split head, and the moment that ball sank into the pool table, Rob split in half and shrank rapidly. “Looks like I won.” Gideon said with a laugh.

Rob wanted to speak, and while his mouth parted, it opened up wide as it split like the rest of his body. He had already been so transformed into socks, so changed, that the only thing that needed to happen was that his arms pulled into his sides and his head became the open part of the sock, perfect for slipping Gideon’s feet into. If anyone looked at him now, he would simply appear as a normal pair of two white long socks, though mentally he was still himself, he had quickly lost the ability to see, but as for taste and smell, well… that was something he didn’t know yet.

“Now, what was it you said earlier about socks?” Gideon picked up the new pair of socks with a smile. He was happy to have a shirt that looked like a face, he could easily pass it off as a design. Socks he didn’t give a crap about their design, they could look entirely plain and he was fine with it. “Change people into socks and masturbate them? Luckily for you I don’t need to wear you right now, but I might have some other purposes for you if you’re going to talk to your owner like that.”

Rob’s mental eyes went wide. ‘Oh no…’