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Wanna come help?\" I stretched my neck out, limbering for some work.\n\n\"Nah, you go chill. I got a rippin' drum solo to work on.\" he grinned. Manic was pretty infamous in town for his drum solos. Whatever, I enjoyed them, and he had fun.\n\n\"Rockin'. Show me later.\"\n\n\"Listen, sis. You'll listen later! You think I'm gonna let you get out of this one?\" Or any of his solos.\n\n\"Nope!\" I jetted to the door of our Uncle's lab, not bothering to keep the speed below sonic boom level. It wasn't necessary to juice the ten feet, but it was more fun.\n\nUnfortunately, Unc had a strict \"only walking allowed\" rule set in the lab, so I had to take my indoor speed pleasures where I could. That or sleep in the yard. Which was fun, but I wanted to work in the lab today, so slow it was. Even though the rule was dumb. I hadn't crashed in ages.\n\nThe whole “Juice in the lab, sleep in the yard,” rule had started kinda by accident. One day I’d been goofin’ off with Sonya and Manic, and Unc had warned us that if we tried that sort of thing in the lab we’d spend the night in the yard. He obviously hadn’t meant it, but it had sounded hilarious to me. So I promptly juiced through the lab. I didn’t bust anything, but it definitely pissed Unc off. Unc started shouting and blustering and going on, so I turned around and spent the night outside. That stumped him pretty good. Kinda backfired, though, cuz the next time I did it, he handed me a sleeping bag and pointed outside. I learned not to juice in the lab if it was gonna rain that night.\n\n\"Hey, Unc! What's the difference between a lab and a garage, anyway?\" I called in greeting.\n\n\"How clean it is. What can I do fer you, Sunny-girl? Here to help an old hedgehog out?\"\n\nI grimaced, \"C'mon, Unc. Call me Sonic now, okay?\" Unc had always called me \"Sunny-girl.\" He said it was because I was always so cheerful, I lit up his day. I love him, but he's such a dork. I'd recently chosen a new name, Sonic, for my speed. And the frequency with which I make sonic booms. Seriously though, those things are easy. I don't get why everyone makes such a big deal out of them. Whatever, I got a cool name out of it, and it fit me. It felt right.\n\nNames are funny. It's weird how important they are, but they point to who you are as a person, so there it is. Apparently some places people just always keep the same name forever? Weird. You change as a person, or learn new things about yourself, or whatever, why wouldn't your name change? I wasn't Aquamarine, and my fur color had darkened since I was a hoglet, so the color wasn't even right anymore, either. I was Sonic, Sonic the Hedgehog and that's all there was to it.\n\n\"Sunny-girl, you got every right to choose what name you go by, by now, but the day I stop calling you 'Sunny-girl' is the day you stop calling me 'Unc.'\"\n\nI tried to bite back on the huffing that worked its way from my chest and belly at that. Unfortunately, I ended up just huffing at my uncle while baring my teeth at him instead. Great. Outstanding self-control, Sonic.\n\nMy uncle's brow ridges rose in surprise, but he didn't look angry, thank Mobius. \"That's another thing, Sunny-girl. Your temper's been all over the place, lately. I'm starting to worry about you, hon.\"\n\nUgh, \"hon\" was worse than \"Sunny-girl\". My spines were up, and I couldn't relax them. I stared at my uncle's shoes. Sneaks, like mine. \"Please, Uncle Chuck. Just call me Sonic, okay?\" The red and yellow shoes were getting pretty worn out. I stared at the oil-stained soles.\n\nMy uncle's sneakers stepped closer. He definitely needed some new soles, the uneven wear had to be screwing with his gait. A grease and oil stained, white-gloved paw reached out, rested gently on my shoulder. He moved slow and smooth, so even my half-feral butt could tell he didn't mean to hurt me. \"Sonic,\" he said, penetrating the shroud I'd pulled over my thoughts, \"Talk to me, kid. I can't help you if I don't know what's wrong.\"\n\nThat did it. The sound of my uncle saying my name, my real name, broke the sloppily-erected barrier inside me, and I bawled. Startled, he stepped forward, encircling me in his arms, carefully stroking my erect spines, and giving me his soft-furred chest to cry into. That little comfort broke me just a bit more, and I buried my face in his chest and howled.\n\nMy mind raced, which in itself wasn't unusual, but this wasn't the fun kind of racing. It hopped across memories, each etching a little shot of pain through me, even though they shouldn't hurt. My sister's perplexed, even slightly condescending face as she asked why I didn't wear anything but my gloves and shoes around the house, and insisted on wearing an oversize sweater outside of it. And why was I wearing boy's shoes and gloves? The gross feeling of makeup slopped over my fur. That little needle pain of she, her, her, or that even worse dig of my old name. Manic's friends not being sure what to do with me, and Sonya's having nothing in common with me. I fit nowhere. I was nothing, and no one would ever understand me. And worse of all, now my body was changing. The...things growing on my chest were bad enough, but then there was all the blood, every month, and not a damn thing I could do about it. Revulsion prickled through me and churned my stomach.\n\nThe sharp, bitter smell of my uncle's distress, which had been growing against my muzzle finally penetrated my pain. I had to say something. But what could I say? I didn't even understand-- \"I'm a boy.\" Okay, maybe I did. I tensed up, ready to fight.\n\nA sigh poured out of my uncle's chest, and tension oozed from his muscles, \"Oh, is that all?\" his voice was feeble with relief.\n\nThis did not make sense at ALL. I looked up at him, my eyes burning from crying, tear tracks emblazoned down my muzzle. \"'That's ALL?' THIS IS KINDA A BIG DEAL, UNC.\" This thing had been eating my guts raw, and his reaction was nothing? What the fucking fuck?\n\n\"Oh, Sunny...\" He chuckled, rubbing a few tears from his own eyes.\n\n\"Are you...laughing at me?\" I didn't want to believe it. I wasn't sure I even wanted to exist. I started to shake. What was I gonna do, without Unc to act as my grounding rod? He was the only one who ever really got me, and the only one who knew how to keep me from flying out of control, with an almost supernatural ability for working with the wildness inside me.\n\nHe caught my arm in a light grip, just before I gathered myself enough to tear off. The grip was a suggestion, not a demand. An invitation to stay, rather than implacable assertion of control. So I stayed. I looked up at him, letting him see the hurt inside.\n\nUnc gave me a shaky smile, his own eyes brimming with tears. They soon overflowed, and started to soak his bushy mustache. \"It's okay, Sonny-boy. You're gonna be okay. We can work with this.\"\n\nHearing my Unc call me a boy started the waterworks all over again. He just accepted me, just like that. He was going to help me. I clung to him as tight as I could as I sobbed in relief.\n\nThe next few months were weird. Unc had me do a lot of research, as he worked on some projects of his own. I learned what I was had a name. I was transgender, and I wasn't alone. Unc took me to a doctor to talk about what I was feeling, which I hated, and to plan treatment, which wasn't as bad. The doctor set us up with a group of other trans kids for some group sessions, and that was pretty okay. I read up on transitioning: hormone replacement therapy, top surgery, metoidoplasty and phalloplasty, the lot of it. Some of it was pretty gross, and you could tell the adults really didn't want to talk to a seven-year-old about the logistics of getting a penis, but fuck them, if I had to deal with it, so did they. Unc was cool about it, but he thought the procedures were “appallingly archaic”. It was pretty obvious he was working on something related to this whole trans mess, but didn't want to talk about it, yet.\n\nHe did help ease my sibs into calling me a boy, which was pretty sweet. I'd pretty much geared up to have a shouting match with Sonya, and that fortunately didn't need to happen. She was pretty taken aback, and had a hard time remembering I was a boy for awhile, but she was starting to come around. Manic took to my boy-ness almost better than I did. I'm not sure what Unc said to help them understand, but it made my life about five thousand times better.\n\nAbout five months had passed since I came out to my family when Unc called me into the lab. \"Now, are you sure about this, Sonny-boy? Because I'm still a few weeks out on perfecting the male-to-female formula, so if you change your mind you'll be stuck like this for a bit.\"\n\n\"I'm sure, Unc. I need this.\"\n\n\"I know you do, son. Alright! And once I have these first two done we'll start work on a few formulae for your non-binary friends! And then maybe start designing a few for those nice intersex kids, whichever way they want to transition. I’m still working out a solution for gender-fluid folk. This particular formula’s too invasive to switch around willy-nilly, the way they’d benefit most.\"\n\n\"Unc, look, I know you're excited about changing the world again, but can we get to changing me first?\"\n\nHe chuckled, \"Of course, Sonny-boy, of course.\"\n\nThe formula was delivered via injection, and a huff forced its way through my clenched teeth at the jab. The fluid my uncle pushed into my system was cool at first, but dissipated quickly.\n\n\"Sit down, now, Sonny-boy. That's sure to knock you for a loop.\"\n\nI scoffed, and tossed him a smile, \"I can keep my feet. I'll be fine, Un-gh!\" The formula kicked in like a mule through a plate glass window, and I doubled over as it got to work. It wasn't really painful, but it was incredibly strange.\n\nMy eyes watered and nose oozed snot as a slight burning lengthened my muzzle and caused my brow ridges to become more pronounced. The nascent breasts that had started forming on my chest seared away. My shoulders broadened a bit with a strange heat and crackling sensation, and my hips pulled in slightly, cramping before they resettled.\n\nThe organs in my lower abdomen bucked, I wasn't sure what all was becoming of the useless sack of discomfort that was my uterus, but twin slugs seemed to worm their way down through me as my ovaries descended and altered. My groin began to heat, as the bud of my clit started to swell into a dick. As my clit grew into a penis, my ovaries reached the bottom of my body cavity and vacated it to develop a sack and hang out, nestled under the new phallus, as testes. A rippling sensation flowed between my legs as my vaginal canal sealed, and a surprising burning formed inside my butt, under my tail as a prostate manifested.\n\nA shudder ran through me as if the formula were shaking water out of its fur, and my muscles took on a bit more mass. I was left panting on the floor of the lab, propped up on my elbows, with the transformation complete. Shuddering slightly, I pulled myself up to a sitting position, abundantly aware of the new addition proudly borne between my legs. I really, really wanted to investigate it, or them, or whatever, but Unc was still right there, watching me.\n\n\"How's it feel?\"\n\n\"Uhhh, I didn't keep my feet.\" My voice was different. Lower, and raspier. I liked it. A lot. A new heat throbbed at my crotch at the sound, and my tail rose in interest.\n\nHe chuckled, \"No, Sonny-boy, you didn't.\" Concern grew in his bushy brow ridges, \"It didn't hurt too much, did it?\"\n\nI shook my head, shifting to get to my feet, than thought better of it, folding my paws over my lap. \"No, it was fine. Just weird.\"\n\nUnc rubbed his mustache, \"I'm going to be frank with you, son, I expected you to be more excited about this.\"\n\nI blushed furiously, hunching over my crossed legs and my lap. Oh, I was excited, all right, \"I, uh, just can't control it, yet.\"\n\nConfusion blanked my uncle's face, until he took in my posture. He burst out laughing, \"Sonny-boy, if you expected to control that thing, you signed up for the wrong carnival.\"\n\nMy newly longer muzzle and ears were hot, as my spines bristled defensively, \"I know THAT! I just...don't know how to put it...away, yet.\" After all, you didn't just carry your dick around outside its prepuce except for sexy times and bathroom times, I knew that much.\n\nA towel hit my bowed head. \"Go ahead and put that on, Sonny-boy. I need to have a look at you first, but I'll teach you how to 'Put it away,' when you don't need it.\" I looked up towards the warm voice, \"You'll catch on.\"\n\nMuzzle and ears still burning, I grabbed the towel off my head, untangling it from my spines, and covered my new boy parts with it as I stood. I wavered for a moment before I wrapped the towel around my waist. The changes to my frame were subtle, but they were there. My paws lingered on my narrowed hips, and slid up my unburdened chest, digits digging in on the revealed definition of my pecs. All my muscles were more defined, now. Was it just aesthetic, or would I be stronger?\n\nUnc took in my musing without comment, just let me get my bearings. He put a paw on my arm, and I lurched forward, grabbing him in a hug. There was so much boiling inside, and I couldn't quite process it all, but I couldn't believe how incredible, how right it felt.\n\nUnc checked me over to make sure there were no complications with my changes. Everything came out the way it was supposed to, but of course it did. This was Unc, after all. It was pretty embarrassing, but I let him fuss, since a little now would avoid more later. Usually. But it was still pretty hard to just stand there and wait while he inspected and documented everything. Okay, maybe I got impatient, but come on. Everything was fine, and he was taking forever.\n\nWhen Unc was finally finished with his poking and prodding, and was satisfied I knew how to draw my new boy parts in and out, and how to clean them, and yadda, yadda, yadda, we finally left the lab. My sibs were waiting for us just outside the door, surprising me.\n\n\"Alright! Now the boy count's two to one against Sonya!\"\n\n\"Manic, you idiot! Don't you remember what Uncle Chuck said! Sonic's always been a boy! Uncle Chuck just had to help his outsides match his insides!\"\n\n\"Ease up, sis! I was only playin' around! Looks good on ya, bro!\"\n\nMy eyes started to tear up again. I grinned at my bro and sis as I flung myself at them and trapped them in a hug. What more was there to say than that?\n\n",
  "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'>(Female to male transgender Sonic and FtM transformation.)<br /><br />I hate mirrors. I&#039;ll be feeling awesome, and like myself, and then suddenly BAM. Mirror. Fuck mirrors.<br /><br />&quot;Soniiiiiiiic! You are the slowest hedgehog ever! Hurry up!&quot; my sister shrilled from the other side of the bathroom door.<br /><br />&quot;WHO YOU CALLIN&#039; SLOW!?&quot; I burst from the bathroom, ears pinned and spines erect, intent on raining destruction upon my sister.<br /><br />&quot;Got you out, didn&#039;t it?&quot; Sonya asked cavalierly as she breezed by me, shutting the bathroom door behind her.<br /><br />&quot;You are way too easy, sis,&quot; my brother Manic said as he casually slid an arm over my shoulders, deftly avoiding my still-bristling spines.<br /><br />I huffed at him in response, making him laugh. I started to relax again, and a smile worked its way onto my muzzle. Sonya had played me good. &quot;Hey, where&#039;s Unc?&quot;<br /><br />Manic pointed an ear and thumb towards our uncle&#039;s lab, &quot;Where else? Think he&#039;s working on that plane thing again.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Cool. Wanna come help?&quot; I stretched my neck out, limbering for some work.<br /><br />&quot;Nah, you go chill. I got a rippin&#039; drum solo to work on.&quot; he grinned. Manic was pretty infamous in town for his drum solos. Whatever, I enjoyed them, and he had fun.<br /><br />&quot;Rockin&#039;. Show me later.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Listen, sis. You&#039;ll listen later! You think I&#039;m gonna let you get out of this one?&quot; Or any of his solos.<br /><br />&quot;Nope!&quot; I jetted to the door of our Uncle&#039;s lab, not bothering to keep the speed below sonic boom level. It wasn&#039;t necessary to juice the ten feet, but it was more fun.<br /><br />Unfortunately, Unc had a strict &quot;only walking allowed&quot; rule set in the lab, so I had to take my indoor speed pleasures where I could. That or sleep in the yard. Which was fun, but I wanted to work in the lab today, so slow it was. Even though the rule was dumb. I hadn&#039;t crashed in ages.<br /><br />The whole &ldquo;Juice in the lab, sleep in the yard,&rdquo; rule had started kinda by accident. One day I&rsquo;d been goofin&rsquo; off with Sonya and Manic, and Unc had warned us that if we tried that sort of thing in the lab we&rsquo;d spend the night in the yard. He obviously hadn&rsquo;t meant it, but it had sounded hilarious to me. So I promptly juiced through the lab. I didn&rsquo;t bust anything, but it definitely pissed Unc off. Unc started shouting and blustering and going on, so I turned around and spent the night outside. That stumped him pretty good. Kinda backfired, though, cuz the next time I did it, he handed me a sleeping bag and pointed outside. I learned not to juice in the lab if it was gonna rain that night.<br /><br />&quot;Hey, Unc! What&#039;s the difference between a lab and a garage, anyway?&quot; I called in greeting.<br /><br />&quot;How clean it is. What can I do fer you, Sunny-girl? Here to help an old hedgehog out?&quot;<br /><br />I grimaced, &quot;C&#039;mon, Unc. Call me Sonic now, okay?&quot; Unc had always called me &quot;Sunny-girl.&quot; He said it was because I was always so cheerful, I lit up his day. I love him, but he&#039;s such a dork. I&#039;d recently chosen a new name, Sonic, for my speed. And the frequency with which I make sonic booms. Seriously though, those things are easy. I don&#039;t get why everyone makes such a big deal out of them. Whatever, I got a cool name out of it, and it fit me. It felt right.<br /><br />Names are funny. It&#039;s weird how important they are, but they point to who you are as a person, so there it is. Apparently some places people just always keep the same name forever? Weird. You change as a person, or learn new things about yourself, or whatever, why wouldn&#039;t your name change? I wasn&#039;t Aquamarine, and my fur color had darkened since I was a hoglet, so the color wasn&#039;t even right anymore, either. I was Sonic, Sonic the Hedgehog and that&#039;s all there was to it.<br /><br />&quot;Sunny-girl, you got every right to choose what name you go by, by now, but the day I stop calling you &#039;Sunny-girl&#039; is the day you stop calling me &#039;Unc.&#039;&quot;<br /><br />I tried to bite back on the huffing that worked its way from my chest and belly at that. Unfortunately, I ended up just huffing at my uncle while baring my teeth at him instead. Great. Outstanding self-control, Sonic.<br /><br />My uncle&#039;s brow ridges rose in surprise, but he didn&#039;t look angry, thank Mobius. &quot;That&#039;s another thing, Sunny-girl. Your temper&#039;s been all over the place, lately. I&#039;m starting to worry about you, hon.&quot;<br /><br />Ugh, &quot;hon&quot; was worse than &quot;Sunny-girl&quot;. My spines were up, and I couldn&#039;t relax them. I stared at my uncle&#039;s shoes. Sneaks, like mine. &quot;Please, Uncle Chuck. Just call me Sonic, okay?&quot; The red and yellow shoes were getting pretty worn out. I stared at the oil-stained soles.<br /><br />My uncle&#039;s sneakers stepped closer. He definitely needed some new soles, the uneven wear had to be screwing with his gait. A grease and oil stained, white-gloved paw reached out, rested gently on my shoulder. He moved slow and smooth, so even my half-feral butt could tell he didn&#039;t mean to hurt me. &quot;Sonic,&quot; he said, penetrating the shroud I&#039;d pulled over my thoughts, &quot;Talk to me, kid. I can&#039;t help you if I don&#039;t know what&#039;s wrong.&quot;<br /><br />That did it. The sound of my uncle saying my name, my real name, broke the sloppily-erected barrier inside me, and I bawled. Startled, he stepped forward, encircling me in his arms, carefully stroking my erect spines, and giving me his soft-furred chest to cry into. That little comfort broke me just a bit more, and I buried my face in his chest and howled.<br /><br />My mind raced, which in itself wasn&#039;t unusual, but this wasn&#039;t the fun kind of racing. It hopped across memories, each etching a little shot of pain through me, even though they shouldn&#039;t hurt. My sister&#039;s perplexed, even slightly condescending face as she asked why I didn&#039;t wear anything but my gloves and shoes around the house, and insisted on wearing an oversize sweater outside of it. And why was I wearing boy&#039;s shoes and gloves? The gross feeling of makeup slopped over my fur. That little needle pain of she, her, her, or that even worse dig of my old name. Manic&#039;s friends not being sure what to do with me, and Sonya&#039;s having nothing in common with me. I fit nowhere. I was nothing, and no one would ever understand me. And worse of all, now my body was changing. The...things growing on my chest were bad enough, but then there was all the blood, every month, and not a damn thing I could do about it. Revulsion prickled through me and churned my stomach.<br /><br />The sharp, bitter smell of my uncle&#039;s distress, which had been growing against my muzzle finally penetrated my pain. I had to say something. But what could I say? I didn&#039;t even understand-- &quot;I&#039;m a boy.&quot; Okay, maybe I did. I tensed up, ready to fight.<br /><br />A sigh poured out of my uncle&#039;s chest, and tension oozed from his muscles, &quot;Oh, is that all?&quot; his voice was feeble with relief.<br /><br />This did not make sense at ALL. I looked up at him, my eyes burning from crying, tear tracks emblazoned down my muzzle. &quot;&#039;That&#039;s ALL?&#039; THIS IS KINDA A BIG DEAL, UNC.&quot; This thing had been eating my guts raw, and his reaction was nothing? What the fucking fuck?<br /><br />&quot;Oh, Sunny...&quot; He chuckled, rubbing a few tears from his own eyes.<br /><br />&quot;Are you...laughing at me?&quot; I didn&#039;t want to believe it. I wasn&#039;t sure I even wanted to exist. I started to shake. What was I gonna do, without Unc to act as my grounding rod? He was the only one who ever really got me, and the only one who knew how to keep me from flying out of control, with an almost supernatural ability for working with the wildness inside me.<br /><br />He caught my arm in a light grip, just before I gathered myself enough to tear off. The grip was a suggestion, not a demand. An invitation to stay, rather than implacable assertion of control. So I stayed. I looked up at him, letting him see the hurt inside.<br /><br />Unc gave me a shaky smile, his own eyes brimming with tears. They soon overflowed, and started to soak his bushy mustache. &quot;It&#039;s okay, Sonny-boy. You&#039;re gonna be okay. We can work with this.&quot;<br /><br />Hearing my Unc call me a boy started the waterworks all over again. He just accepted me, just like that. He was going to help me. I clung to him as tight as I could as I sobbed in relief.<br /><br />The next few months were weird. Unc had me do a lot of research, as he worked on some projects of his own. I learned what I was had a name. I was transgender, and I wasn&#039;t alone. Unc took me to a doctor to talk about what I was feeling, which I hated, and to plan treatment, which wasn&#039;t as bad. The doctor set us up with a group of other trans kids for some group sessions, and that was pretty okay. I read up on transitioning: hormone replacement therapy, top surgery, metoidoplasty and phalloplasty, the lot of it. Some of it was pretty gross, and you could tell the adults really didn&#039;t want to talk to a seven-year-old about the logistics of getting a penis, but fuck them, if I had to deal with it, so did they. Unc was cool about it, but he thought the procedures were &ldquo;appallingly archaic&rdquo;. It was pretty obvious he was working on something related to this whole trans mess, but didn&#039;t want to talk about it, yet.<br /><br />He did help ease my sibs into calling me a boy, which was pretty sweet. I&#039;d pretty much geared up to have a shouting match with Sonya, and that fortunately didn&#039;t need to happen. She was pretty taken aback, and had a hard time remembering I was a boy for awhile, but she was starting to come around. Manic took to my boy-ness almost better than I did. I&#039;m not sure what Unc said to help them understand, but it made my life about five thousand times better.<br /><br />About five months had passed since I came out to my family when Unc called me into the lab. &quot;Now, are you sure about this, Sonny-boy? Because I&#039;m still a few weeks out on perfecting the male-to-female formula, so if you change your mind you&#039;ll be stuck like this for a bit.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;I&#039;m sure, Unc. I need this.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;I know you do, son. Alright! And once I have these first two done we&#039;ll start work on a few formulae for your non-binary friends! And then maybe start designing a few for those nice intersex kids, whichever way they want to transition. I&rsquo;m still working out a solution for gender-fluid folk. This particular formula&rsquo;s too invasive to switch around willy-nilly, the way they&rsquo;d benefit most.&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Unc, look, I know you&#039;re excited about changing the world again, but can we get to changing me first?&quot;<br /><br />He chuckled, &quot;Of course, Sonny-boy, of course.&quot;<br /><br />The formula was delivered via injection, and a huff forced its way through my clenched teeth at the jab. The fluid my uncle pushed into my system was cool at first, but dissipated quickly.<br /><br />&quot;Sit down, now, Sonny-boy. That&#039;s sure to knock you for a loop.&quot;<br /><br />I scoffed, and tossed him a smile, &quot;I can keep my feet. I&#039;ll be fine, Un-gh!&quot; The formula kicked in like a mule through a plate glass window, and I doubled over as it got to work. It wasn&#039;t really painful, but it was incredibly strange.<br /><br />My eyes watered and nose oozed snot as a slight burning lengthened my muzzle and caused my brow ridges to become more pronounced. The nascent breasts that had started forming on my chest seared away. My shoulders broadened a bit with a strange heat and crackling sensation, and my hips pulled in slightly, cramping before they resettled.<br /><br />The organs in my lower abdomen bucked, I wasn&#039;t sure what all was becoming of the useless sack of discomfort that was my uterus, but twin slugs seemed to worm their way down through me as my ovaries descended and altered. My groin began to heat, as the bud of my clit started to swell into a dick. As my clit grew into a penis, my ovaries reached the bottom of my body cavity and vacated it to develop a sack and hang out, nestled under the new phallus, as testes. A rippling sensation flowed between my legs as my vaginal canal sealed, and a surprising burning formed inside my butt, under my tail as a prostate manifested.<br /><br />A shudder ran through me as if the formula were shaking water out of its fur, and my muscles took on a bit more mass. I was left panting on the floor of the lab, propped up on my elbows, with the transformation complete. Shuddering slightly, I pulled myself up to a sitting position, abundantly aware of the new addition proudly borne between my legs. I really, really wanted to investigate it, or them, or whatever, but Unc was still right there, watching me.<br /><br />&quot;How&#039;s it feel?&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Uhhh, I didn&#039;t keep my feet.&quot; My voice was different. Lower, and raspier. I liked it. A lot. A new heat throbbed at my crotch at the sound, and my tail rose in interest.<br /><br />He chuckled, &quot;No, Sonny-boy, you didn&#039;t.&quot; Concern grew in his bushy brow ridges, &quot;It didn&#039;t hurt too much, did it?&quot;<br /><br />I shook my head, shifting to get to my feet, than thought better of it, folding my paws over my lap. &quot;No, it was fine. Just weird.&quot;<br /><br />Unc rubbed his mustache, &quot;I&#039;m going to be frank with you, son, I expected you to be more excited about this.&quot;<br /><br />I blushed furiously, hunching over my crossed legs and my lap. Oh, I was excited, all right, &quot;I, uh, just can&#039;t control it, yet.&quot;<br /><br />Confusion blanked my uncle&#039;s face, until he took in my posture. He burst out laughing, &quot;Sonny-boy, if you expected to control that thing, you signed up for the wrong carnival.&quot;<br /><br />My newly longer muzzle and ears were hot, as my spines bristled defensively, &quot;I know THAT! I just...don&#039;t know how to put it...away, yet.&quot; After all, you didn&#039;t just carry your dick around outside its prepuce except for sexy times and bathroom times, I knew that much.<br /><br />A towel hit my bowed head. &quot;Go ahead and put that on, Sonny-boy. I need to have a look at you first, but I&#039;ll teach you how to &#039;Put it away,&#039; when you don&#039;t need it.&quot; I looked up towards the warm voice, &quot;You&#039;ll catch on.&quot;<br /><br />Muzzle and ears still burning, I grabbed the towel off my head, untangling it from my spines, and covered my new boy parts with it as I stood. I wavered for a moment before I wrapped the towel around my waist. The changes to my frame were subtle, but they were there. My paws lingered on my narrowed hips, and slid up my unburdened chest, digits digging in on the revealed definition of my pecs. All my muscles were more defined, now. Was it just aesthetic, or would I be stronger?<br /><br />Unc took in my musing without comment, just let me get my bearings. He put a paw on my arm, and I lurched forward, grabbing him in a hug. There was so much boiling inside, and I couldn&#039;t quite process it all, but I couldn&#039;t believe how incredible, how right it felt.<br /><br />Unc checked me over to make sure there were no complications with my changes. Everything came out the way it was supposed to, but of course it did. This was Unc, after all. It was pretty embarrassing, but I let him fuss, since a little now would avoid more later. Usually. But it was still pretty hard to just stand there and wait while he inspected and documented everything. Okay, maybe I got impatient, but come on. Everything was fine, and he was taking forever.<br /><br />When Unc was finally finished with his poking and prodding, and was satisfied I knew how to draw my new boy parts in and out, and how to clean them, and yadda, yadda, yadda, we finally left the lab. My sibs were waiting for us just outside the door, surprising me.<br /><br />&quot;Alright! Now the boy count&#039;s two to one against Sonya!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Manic, you idiot! Don&#039;t you remember what Uncle Chuck said! Sonic&#039;s always been a boy! Uncle Chuck just had to help his outsides match his insides!&quot;<br /><br />&quot;Ease up, sis! I was only playin&#039; around! Looks good on ya, bro!&quot;<br /><br />My eyes started to tear up again. I grinned at my bro and sis as I flung myself at them and trapped them in a hug. What more was there to say than that?<br /><br /></span>",
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