Tamarik:

So who is this kitty with a penchant for transgenderism and, in some opinions, rather bizarre tastes? Well read on...

Family History:

Tamarik was born a healthy male melanistic jaguar to a run-of-the-mill jaguar couple. His birth did cause a bit of a stir since his family couldn't immediately recall the last time a black jaguar was born in their lineage. Some digging into the family's pedigree later revealed a few ancestors on his mother's side that were melanistic... along with a few other surprises.

While probing the family's genealogy, they found a history in both families of dabbling in the occult... or at least rumors thereof. These rumors were evidenced throughout uncovered documents and a few personal effects of some of Tamarik's most distant relatives. Letters between some very distant relatives often seemed obfuscated, as if they were speaking about something other than what the letters were superficially written for. As more and more history was pieced together, this odd code seemed to point towards an underlying belief in magic and occult dealings that ran through both lineages.

There were even public accusations of witchcraft in Tamarik's ancestry. The family discovered many anecdotes in local publications that implicated ancestors on Tamarik's father's side as practicing the occult. The most interesting of these were the fragmented transcripts of a trial that ended up condemning one of Tamarik's distant relatives to death at the stake. Details about the execution were sketchy at best, but all the evidence found that it was carried out without incident.

Some of these old documents even went as far as accusing the lineage of dabbling in the most taboo of dark arts: dealing directly with demons and devils of the underworld. But nothing more than rumor was ever established in the family's delvings.

As interesting as these discoveries were to Tamarik's family, they certainly didn't reflect the current spiritual state of affairs. The family certainly didn't actively practice any sort of witchcraft. In fact, any evidence that linked the family to the occult seemed to taper off and disappear almost ten generations before Tamarik was born. Interestingly enough, and not immediately noticed by Tam's family, it was near that generation that the family experienced their last melanistic offspring. After collecting what information they could, Tamarik's family didn't think anything else of their history and the young cat had a fairly uneventful youth.

First Change:

Until a rather interesting day during Tamarik's 17th year... The young male cat was walking between classes chatting with a female friend, a young collie morph named Susan Juniper that lived a few doors down from his family. As the conversation waned, Tamarik suddenly felt awash with lust; which, as anyone who has been through their teenage years, isn't anything particularly special. What was special, however, was the intensity of this sudden spike in sexual arousal. The poor cat found himself in the throes of an orgasm, but quite unlike anything he had ever experienced before. All the usual sense of pleasure that accompanied an orgasm swam through Tam's body, but the acutely male physical reactions were absent.

He clutched at Susan, moaning in a way that made the collie's ears blush. But her embarrassment soon became shock and awe as she watched the body of her friend begin to shift and reshape itself. Tamarik, too, had managed to get some semblance of his senses back and watched through lust-glazed eyes as his body literally began to transform into something much more feminine. His hair grew longer, falling from the top of his nape down to his shoulders, the features of his face reshaping themselves to be softer. His boy-blue eyes shimmered and turned a sharp shade of amber.

Even as this was going on, the incredible sense of sexual climax was still tearing through the feline's body... which is why he yowled in lust as the change flowed down his thinning shoulders and into his swelling bust. The t-shirt he wore, obviously not stitched for the female figure, ballooned outward as Tam's new breasts grew into being. The cloth strained to contain the impressive growing bust. Pert nipples poked through the taut fabric for a brief moment before the cat's paws slammed down on the tits, the boy's hands moving of their own volition even as they grew slimmer and more delicate.

Susan, already embarrassed beyond belief, was hastily trying to cover up the now actively lustful boy. The poor collie backed the changing boy into a corner and tried to block the view of a crowd that had gathered to see what exactly was going on. She kept her back to the onlookers and gawked as Tamarik's masculine hips flared into distictively female curves. The rapidly femininzing jaguar locked his lustful eyes into Susan's, grimacing as the waistband of his jeans started to dig into his softer fur and flesh. The boy's hips shifted, waist becoming thin as Tam's pelvis repositioned itself. His rump grew round and plush, further exasperating the pain of the waistband grinding into his side. 

Susan flushed in the face as she met her friend's gaze, eyes trailing down as one of Tamarik's hands left his breasts and unclasped the button on his jeans. Susan called Tamarik's name sharply as the cat unzipped the jeans, releasing the pressure on his hips. Try as she might, Susan couldn't keep everyone from seeing what was going on, and by this time the crowd had grown quite large, gawking and pointing at the pair. 

But the boy didn't stop with the zipper. As soon as the zipper struck bottom, Tamarik swiftly sank his hand into his boxers which were suspiciously more saggy than they should have been. The constant throb of arousal in Tam's body exploded into a fireball as his fingers met a swiftly dwindling set of cock and balls. He slammed his back into the corner at the sudden swell of ardor, letting out a moan so telltale that anyone in earshot immediately knew what was going on. For what felt like minutes, Tamarik's fingers traced his swelling feminine mons, the thick tip of his penis's glans stiffening and slipping under his new clitoal hood. The world outside was lost to the changing cat as a myriad of passions throbbed through him: the sensation of his testicles gliding up inside his belly, the warm flesh of his sac growing smooth and wet to form into a set of labia, the quick, hot roar of sexual desire screaming in Tamarik's body as he plunged a finger into his new pussy. 

The now clinically female Tamarik writhed on the floor as she masturbated, her legs tightening up in climactic pleasure as the sleeves of her pants grew slack. Her thighs and calves lost their muscular tone, becoming slender and sensual. Her paws shrank slightly, the muscled feet slimming and turning demure, almost slipping free from the shoes that contained them. 

The newly minted jaguaress could feel the change coming to a close, the sensation that had driven the change in the first place had been steadily amplifying into a sexual crescendo the likes of which the shuddering jaguaress had never felt before. It crested and then blossomed explosively as the girl orgasmed on the school floor messily, spasming in the throes of her first genuinely female climax.

Susan had given up on stopping Tamarik from fondling him... now herself in public, but she still tried to keep the cheering and boorish crowd from getting too good a look. Unknown to the collie, a few of the teachers had also noticed the growing crowd and were now making attempts to disperse it while figuring out just what was going on. Susan just grimaced sheepishly as the teachers broke through the crowd, Tamarik panting limply behind her, eyes rolled back in post-orgasmic bliss...

The Magic:

After Tamarik's initial transformation, she became the center of attention both in her town and in her family. Tamarik was stuck in female form, but she didn't seem to mind. In fact, Tamarik confessed that this type of transformation was her sexual fetish and that she would spend long hours in the evening exploring herself and trying to change back and forth between the genders. Glad that the change hadn't damaged their child or their family beyond their pocketbooks (new wardrobe, after all!), Tamarik's family turned their attention as to the cause.

Tamarik certainly wasn't sore on the eyes; in fact, the several doctors that her family took her to see all commented on just how 'perfectly healthy' Tam seemed to be. It was almost as if her body had been lifted out of a comic or anatomy book depicting the feminine ideal. There were also no indications that something physiological powered the transformation. Looking beyond the once-thought impossible change, the physicians' couldn't find anything that might have triggered Tamarik's current predicament.

It was then that the family remembered their ancestral connections to the occult, and so started turning their attention to a magical reason for the gender switch. Looking back through their research conducted years ago, they found a few mentions of sexual magics but at first there was no definitive proof that any of their ancestors practiced it extensively...

Until they cracked the code of one of their family's most well-preserved and confounding pieces of occult history: the diary of one Horunus Selein. A distant, distant relative on Tamarik's maternal side, he was one of the latest in the family that was accused of being a warlock by the peoples of his time. He was among one of those brought to trial, but mysteriously, he escaped execution and was instead exiled from his homeland as punishment. This was all known due to the fact that Horunus kept a detailed and exacting diary of his life and the book had survived the ages surprisingly well.

But what was most interesting and eventually telling, connecting Horunus to Tamarik, was the strange passages in the diary that up until Tam's transformation remained unencrypted. They were written in Latin mixed with an odd dialect of ancient Greek. When translated directly as they had been years ago, they were gibberish sentences that didn't seem to hold any meaning. Tamarik's family hired a linguist and a cryptographer to take another look at the passages, this time asking to apply what knowledge of occult writings of the time that could be helpful to cracking the code.

It took months, but the research finally came to fruition with a surprising revelation: Horunus was a bit of a pervert. In cross-referencing Horunus's writings with some of the older black arts writings that had been known to be passed down in the family they managed to crack the code! Properly translated, the writings held a treasure trove of insight to the dealings of Mr. Selein.

But most of all, everyone was surprised to find out that Horunus had a very interesting hobby: he had a very good understanding of the black arts, but his favorite pastime was turning himself into a woman and prostituting himself on the streets of the city. There were many passages detailing his transformations, along with transformations of his lovers. He would work his magic on unsuspecting johns from time to time, changing them into females with which he would then have lesbian or straight sex with, depending on his mood. He explained how he would also block their memory with magic, although the emotion of his writings on this fact always seemed repentant that he had to in order to keep his secret.

And Horunus was nothing if not detailed, although he studiously avoided naming anyone other than himself. He wrote these passages in the form of prose, as well, assumedly so that if anyone in his time cracked his encryption, he could pass them off as fancies of his imagination. Every cry of passion, every swell and shift of flesh, each and every climax Horunus transcribed in excruciating precision.

He also wrote about how he was uncovered in his diary, although this was nowhere near as thoroughly detailed as his sexual escapades. Apparently, on one of his evenings hooking as a female, he picked up a local magistrate, who just happened to be influential in the Church as well, and tried to swap genders with the gentleman. Unfortunately the magistrate recognized Horunus as he transformed and tried to get away, barely escaping before Horunus could work any sort of magic to restrain him. Horunus managed to grasp at the man as he retreated and ripped off what the diary called a "authority mark". As such, both parties had potentially damning evidence on the other. In exchange for the magistrate's "mark", Horunus was put through a show trial and exiled instead of executed.

It was here, in Horunus's exile, that he spent his waning years inexorably tying his blood into the very fabric of magic itself. His coded diary entries went from being details of his sexual exploits to how he was growing more and more in tune with "Arcanity" by the day. In the final entries in the diary, Horunus recorded what he knew of the family's magical history and how it had grown away from the power that had sustained it for so many generations. He had hoped his efforts would tie his bloodline into "Arcanity" itself, allowing his descendants easy access to this magic. His success was minor at best; he knew that he had succeeded in some fashion, but how long it would be or under what conditions before the magic would bloom in the family again he couldn't be sure.

The very last encoded entry into the diary listed the names of women he had sired children by during his time in the city. It also alluded that he, after his exile, had spent the time as a female and had borne at least three children which were adopted by nearby families. Their names were not written.

The Trigger:

So Tamarik had her magical connection; but what had caused the transformation? The diary didn't hold any answers to that question. The book seemed more of a list of Horunus's conquests, not directions on how to cast a transgender spell. 

The answer did, however, come from an unsuspected source: Susan Juniper.

After the transformation, Tamarik's family all but sequestered their child to their house for a number of fears ranging from the change being contagious to some lunatic throwing a brick at her for being a witch. Due to this, Tamarik had very little contact with her friends or the outside world in general. She took classes at home, the school sending in assignments which were administered by her parents in a perverse sort of homeschooling. Tamarik was chaperoned at all times outside the house and any interpersonal contact she had was limited, both for her own supposed safety and others.

But when the information leaked that Tamarik's change was occult in nature and not anything that might be a danger to others, young Susan came forward with an incredible insight... and a confession. She called Tamarik's family a couple of days after the leak and said she might have some information that might help with Tamarik's condition. They eagerly invited the collie to their house, and over dinner she detailed Tamarik's initial transformation, much to the black jaguaress's embarrassment. Then she dropped the bombshell: Susan said it was her fault that Tamarik changed into a girl! After a long moment's pause, Tamarik's father asked her what she meant, to which Susan explained...

Susan and Tamarik had been friends since elementary school, but nothing more than friends. In fact, neither of them had explored a relationship beyond friendship as they had grown into sexual maturity in high school. A lot of Susan's friends constantly goaded her into asking Tam out, but she never had. Susan explained that the two of them had always been close, but never "close close", as the collie put it. Tamarik couldn't help herself and laughed: her friends poked the male Tamarik into making a pass on Susan all the time. A day didn't go by when at least one of them asked him how soft Susan's tits felt or some other crude joke.

Susan blushed in her ears fiercely and meekly responded that she wouldn't have slapped him if he did because he was such a close friend, but she didn't feel attracted to him. Tam looked confused for a moment before asking why. Susan just smiled weakly and said she didn't because she was gay.

The confession hung in the air like lead. Already the gears were turning in everyone's head, trying fervently to connect the dots. Susan continued her story as Tamarik and her family listened intently. The collie said that on the day of Tamarik's transformation she was feeling particularly lonely for some reason that she couldn't really recall. She had sought out Tamarik to just talk with him between classes and hopefully relieve some of the moroseness of the day. During their conversation Susan said she recalled wishing that Tamarik was a girl so that, for once, she could be attracted to someone she cared about so much. Susan looked at her friend across the dinner table and shrugged, explaining that a second later Tamarik grabbed her and moaned like a bitch in heat and a couple of moments after that, boom!, incredibly sexy girl Tamarik masturbating in the middle of the hallway. Susan didn't think it had really been because of her wish, but when she heard the rumor that some kind of magic might be in play, she felt compelled to come forward with her hypothesis.

In the astonished silence that followed, Tamarik herself chimed in with a confession of her own, as if to stave off whatever might come Susan's way. He sheepishly admitted that a month ago, in her room, she had managed to change back into a boy. He hadn't mentioned it due to the embarrassing circumstances of the transformation: she had been in the middle of an orgasm as a girl and had "wished" that she could experience cumming as a boy again. Plus, she admitted, she liked being able to change sexes and didn't want to let anyone know that she had figured it out. Over the last month, Tamarik had gotten better at changing forms; namely she didn't have to be in the middle of a sexual climax to change, although it always left him incredibly horny afterwards. The jaguaress, now almost completely under the table in her confession, trying to put it between herself and her parents, also admitted to being able to "balance the coin" and become a hermaphrodite, something that really pushed her buttons.

In a surprising move to both the teenagers, Tam's parents didn't kill their kid on the spot.

Experimentation:

With the Junipers' blessing, Tamarik's family and Susan conducted a few experiments with the jaguaress. They discovered that, with some difficulty, Tamarik can trigger the transformation between genders by willing it to happen. However, this transformation invariably leaves the poor cat very horny, with transformations in sequence only adding to Tamarik's arousal.

To compound matters, they also discovered that others have control over Tamarik's genders. Experiments demonstrated that those with a strong emotional connection to Tamarik, such as his parents and close friends like Susan, can initiate a transformation in the cat by willing it as well. These transformations were especially interesting in that Tamarik almost had no ability to stop the change and that they seemed much easier to trigger than Tamarik willing the change herself! Any force of will that Tamarik impressed to reverse these forced transformations were invariably defeated. The young cat also found that these forced transformations also carried a much higher rush of sexual arousal, to the point that the cat was unable to help him/herself, which lead to a few embarrassing masturbation sessions in front of her parents.

Of course, this immediately brought up the fear that anyone that knew Tamarik's secret could trigger the transformation forcefully (and get the increased sexual arousal that came with it). But Tamarik postulated that it was the emotional attachment to those initiating the transformation that made it so easy. Testing this hypothesis, Tamarik's family brought in complete strangers that knew nothing of Tam's ability and showed them Tamarik's picture, then asked them to imagine the jaguar in the picture as the opposite gender. To everyone's relief, Tam found these attempts to have no affect; although Tam described an "odd prodding at something inside her spirit" that coincided with the attempts.

Physical proximity to Tamarik also seemed to be a factor, even when Susan or Tamarik's parents tried to force the transformation. Beyond fifteen yards or so, neither Susan nor anyone else with a close "emotional connection" could initiate Tamarik's transformation. However, Tamarik could feel that "spirit poke" and had to actively suppress the transformation in these situations. Further experiments at closer radii showed that Tamarik could resist the change with increased difficulty, but within an estimated 5 feet all resistance was futile and the transformation continued no matter how hard the jaguar protested.

Satisfied that the mystery was solved Tamarik's life went back to some semblance of normal, with the stipulation that the secret to Tamarik's transformation be kept a secret. However, the experimentation didn't stop; Susan and Tamarik did their own experiments whenever possible. The pair soon found out that gender wasn't the only thing that could be changed: forced transformation also extended to species as well, as Susan turned Tamarik into a colliegirl on several occasions. Tamarik could affect her species without assistance, but it was incredibly difficult to initiate such a change. What also came as a surprise to the two teenagers was that Tamarik's sexual characteristics also came under the control of the transformer! Breasts, penis, testicles and secondary characteristics such as hip and rump size could also be manipulated separate from a complete gender change. Tamarik learned to control these characteristics on her own, but Susan was also guilty of sometimes pumping up Tam's breast size while in the middle of class, much to Tam's chagrin. The upper limit for the size of Tamarik's sexual characteristics was never really determined by the pair; they would always seem to run out of room or privacy (or in Tamarik's case, ability to stave off horniness!) before they could find it.

Vital Statistics:

Currently, Tamarik considers herself a young adult female melanistic jaguaress. The reasons for this change in her self-image are varied: she enjoys being female more than male and she finds that, as a woman, she doesn't get too many unwanted transformations brought her way. She does have to be careful about her bust size, however; there have been several incidents where her chest has inexplicably changed sizes before she could resist the transformation. 

Tamarik's female form is quite eyecatching; the magic that powers her transformation also shapes the feline into the feminine ideal, with tweaks depending on the cat's mood. Her breasts are a healthy C-to-D cup, waist thin and hips wide and motherly. The girl's rump is soft and rounded but not large by any definition, capped by a long, thick tail that is almost always swishing lazily behind her. She doesn't typically wear shoes; a byproduct of going through so many while trying to gain better control of her magic. She also wears a pair of glasses at all times, behind which a pair of amber-colored eyes rest. These traits are also present in Tam's herm form, although with the presence of an exaggerated set of male genitalia.

The strictly male form of Tamarik is quite similar, barring the obvious differences in gender. The only major difference is that in this form Tamarik's eyes change color from amber to an icy blue.

Tam has also spent time learning about the magic she seems bonded to. Her skill with her family's magic has improved with her studies: most every type of transformation willed by others she can resist, but close relatives and lovers still have quite the sway over her. Of course, she needs to be paying attention to feel that "poke" that comes before a transformation. There have been "incidents" since the first one where she has had uncontrolled transformations, but these were in uncompromising situations.

She can channel her abilities and change other furs' gender as well, although this lacks the carnal rush of her own transformation and is very difficult for her to do. Changing her own gender without outside assistance is only moderately difficult, but changing her own species without outside assistance is nearly impossible.

In addition, she has branched out into other classes of magic, but only has a very rudimentary grasp on these schools. However, Tamarik has recently been researching the history and methodology of some of the darker arts, and has had some success in dealing with demonic magics. Where this will take her (or what will become of her ;) is unknown.

To the outside world, she is a good student with an outgoing personality but susceptible to bouts of isolation. Despite her species affinity for physical prowess, she spends most of her time being studious and pursuing matters of an intellectual nature. She attends Patriarch University (yes, that one), pursuing a Bachelor's of Science in Information Technology, but much of her studying is split between her degree and her interest in the occult.