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"I'm really glad you decided to take me up on my offer, Orio. I had a bad feeling I was going to regret this move..."

A glass was lifted from the cool, smooth surface of a kitchen counter, by the spotted paws of a rather feminine hybrid. "Are you kidding? I'm just thrilled that you even made the offer, Jaiy! I felt like I was going to die of loneliness out there..."

"Well, we can't have you doing that just yet, can we?" Jaiy asked, as he lifted his own glass into his paw. He was so consumed with getting a sip of the tasty drink that it took the quiet clink of Orio's glass against his own to keep him from pouring the unusually colored liquid down his throat. "I still can't believe you guys talked me into moving to Iowa, but I'm really looking forward to it. To our new place, Orio?"

"To our new place!" Orio cheered emphatically, quickly pulling his glass back to his muzzle and spreading his lips. Sweet, bubbling and ripe with delicious notes of caramel and dried fruits, Orio let out a quiet rumble of delight as the liquid spilled over his tongue and coated his palette. The delectable flavor made him hearken back to the first time that he tried a fancy champagne, and though he didn't watch Jaiy make the drink, there was what looked like an open wine bottle on the counter, leaving him to simply assume that it was nothing more.

As was so often the case, Orio was far too trusting, and making an assumption was highly unwise.

"I can't believe just how clean this place is, really," Jaiy commented, as he took a quick, tiny sip from his own bubbling drink and set it back down on the counter. He leaned his rump back into the doors of the cabinets and relaxed, looking to Orio with a smile that was almost too kindly to be comforting. "Normally, people leave these apartments with all kinds of a mess in them when they know that they're moving out."

"Heh. I'm not complaining, Jaiy. I just wish this place had a little bit more color and character...it's pretty bland."

Though Orio was known for having rather colorful and exotic tastes, he did have a point: the entirety of the cabinets were a dull, washed over shade of white, and matched the tiles of the kitchen floor. The carpet that blended in from the living room was a rather boring shade of beige that bordered on white itself, and the walls, like most suburban apartments, were a boring, matching white. It was dull and lifeless, but in a way, the whole apartment looked like a blank canvas that was simply waiting to be painted.

It was a shame that the stipulations of their rental contract meant that Orio and Jaiy couldn't paint any surfaces, or make any modifications to the structure.

"That's the kind of stuff you get when you're trying to find an affordable apartment near the city, Orio," Jaiy pointed out, as he lifted his drink into the gentle grip of his paws and took another casual sip. "It's not like we can afford a place with character."

"So much for the college degrees," Orio groaned. His lips were just dry enough for him to take another sip of the bubbly concoction, though he found it even a tiny bit too sweet for his liking. "Hopefully we can make the kind of money that we deserve before too long."

"Just gotta make the best of it until then, I guess."

"Yeah...I suppose you're right. I just wish this place had a little more color...seriously, any color! Anything but this freaking endless, bland, eggshell white!"

"Any color, Orio?"

"Yes, seriously!" the cheetah lynx hybrid declared as he slammed his drink back down with a little more authority than he intended to. "I would take pink polka dots over all of this dull stuff..."

Jaiy winced as he waited for the glass to shatter upon the counter, but when it didn't, he snickered and looked over Orio's paw, able to see a small trickle of liquid spilling from it...one that didn't quite match the golden liquid inside of the glass. "What about a sandy, tan color? Think that would be more to your liking?"

"Well...I mean, I do like that color...but it would probably get kinda obnoxious, seeing the same color as my fur everywhere I went."

There was a telltale snicker spread across Jaiy's muzzle as the two-toned deer took one last sip of his drink, knowing that the chemicals within the bottle had taken effect. It was a housewarming gift that was given by a rather predictable source, with a note attached to it that simply read, "Wait and see."

Jaiy had a feeling that he knew what was coming long before he popped the bottle open, but that didn't diminish his satisfaction one bit when he could see his own fur starting to moisten. "I'm afraid you don't have a choice, my dear kitty."

"W-what...? Why wouldn't I have a choice?"

Immediately, Orio's long ears flattened back against his head, and he tried to pull his glass up to his lips, hoping for a quick and settling taste of the satisfying fluid.

The glass slipped right from his paws, staying upon the counter as if it were glued to it, and Orio nearly knocked himself over with an open paw, as it came up to his face. Tiny droplets of his own fur flung into his face, and hastily, he drew the back of his wrist across his muzzle, trying to wipe them away. "Wh...what the hell! Jaiy, I'm...I'm melting!"

"Well, it is awfully warm in here..."

"Damn it, Jaiy! This isn't a joke! I'm literally starting to melt!"

"I didn't think you were into me that way, Orio."

Snickering playfully at first and finally grinning as wide as a clown, Jaiy couldn't keep the secret hidden any longer, as Orio brought his paws up in front of his face. It was clear that every inch of his body was still covered with fur, but some of the finer strands of his fluff were starting to blend together. It was as though the wax of a candle was spilling over his arms and spreading his fur about, but trying to solidify at the same time. Just looking at it was making Orio's face twist up in fear and confusion, but Jaiy, despite going through all of the same changes, looked rather pleased with Orio's progression.

"Jaiy, I swear, if you make one more pun at me..."

"What are you going to do, Orio? Nothing? Just sit back like the submissive little kitten that you are?"

Orio was fascinated with the way that his body was literally beginning to melt around him, but there was a change in the rather calm demeanor of Jaiy's eyes, one that was so compelling that Orio couldn't hope to look away from it. He was entirely set into a trance the moment that Jaiy gazed at him, and sure enough, the red collar around Jaiy's neck, adorned with the familiar orb, began to take on the same glow as the color of his eyes.

"J...Jaiy, I don't...I don't understand..."

"You wouldn't, Orio. That was all part of the plan."

Leaning over the counter just slightly and trying to catch a grip, Orio felt his paws sliding along the smooth counter top. He couldn't get a hold of anything as the liquid that melted across his body continued to spread, and in his desperation, he slipped down from the counter and fell to the tile floor of the kitchen. His fur made a sickening, splattering sound as it came into contact with the once pristine tiles, and all across it, Orio could see his yellowish fur of sandy tan spreading; even the spots that coated his body were beginning to leak out, as if they were nothing more than spilled paint.

"I knew I couldn't trust you to keep this place clean," Jaiy mumbled under his breath, shaking his head all the while. His own fur was still turning to goop and melting away from his body, joining Orio's mess upon the floor and mingling in with the unusual colors as he stood over the chynx, gazing over him with stern eyes of disapproval. "I guess it's a good thing you're so easy to persuade..."

"I'm n-not easy," Orio tried to reply, but his voice was already wobbling, and though his paws and knees kept him upright, his mind was spinning, dizzied with a sensation that he couldn't quite recognize. "People just s-say that about me!"

A glow of light blue, bordering on cyan, began to swirl within the orb around Jaiy's neck, and his eyes took on the exact same shade. Orio couldn't keep from gazing into it and the enchanting aura that it carried, and when he glanced up to Jaiy, he felt as though every inch of his body was out of his control; it were as though ethereal arms had come up from the ground and out of the walls to hold him in place, refusing to allow his body any sort of freedom.

"How easy you were is not important, Orio. How easy you'll become is what I'm worried about...tell me, would you like to be my maid in this apartment? To be a perfect little servant for me?"

Even if Orio were in full control of his mind, he wouldn't have been able to deny just how arousing the idea was, and with his clothes long since melted away from his body, there was nothing to hide the burgeoning growth of his member. It jutted out from between his legs as he looked up to Jaiy, able to feel the flush burning in his cheeks, but he could do nothing about it.

"Ja...Jaiy, I don't understand what you're getting at...you're kinda weirding me out a little bit..."

"Oh, bullshit I am, Orio. Everyone knows the kind of things you're into. It's not like you hide it very well...I could see those pink fibers melting away from your hips when you fell to the floor."

Orio was as guilty as ever of wearing women's undergarments, and though he would have tried to hide or deny it usually, there was no way that he could escape the truth when he could see the faint swirls of pink still mingled in with the rest of his melting body. He could feel the flesh underneath was in perfect condition, keeping him from worrying too much, but there was something entirely captivating about the gaze in Jaiy's eyes. There was an intensity to them that Orio had never seen before, and a control within them that he couldn't hope to grasp.

Jaiy, however, had total control of himself, and knew just what he was doing when he squatted down to look that much deeper into Orio's soft, gentle blue orbs. "You don't have too much to say anymore, do you? It's not easy to speak when you know that any words you utter will just incriminate yourself further."

It may have been little more than a distraction by Jaiy at this point, who was occasionally glancing past Orio, and to the legs of the melting chynx. Though his body seemed to be turning into little more than a puddle of goo, the frame of his flesh held together, and legs kicked up at the calf as he felt a strange sensation creeping through his body.

He wanted to gaze back over his shoulder. He was dying to take a look and see what it was that he'd been feeling this entire time.

Instead, Jaiy kept his gaze turned away from the changes, but sure enough, behind the crest of Orio's rump and the thick, smooth fur of his thighs, his legs were beginning to change, staring at the very end of his footpaws.

"I'll ask you one last time before you lose the choice, anyway. Do you want to be my maid, Orio? I could really use a sweet little doe to clean the place up while I'm busy..."

Of course, Orio had a job and tasks of his own to attend to, but such things were far from the realm of his mind as he tried to pry his eyes away, and yet, Jaiy kept them focused upon his own. Though he couldn't see it, Orio could nearly feel his own pupils beginning to turn and change, as though the swirling notes of cyan were reflected in his own eyes.

It was a sensation he couldn't escape from, the same way that he couldn't escape from the changes that crawled up and along his body. Already, he could feel a ticklish sensation in his footpaws, and though he couldn't see it, the very ends of his digits were growing wider and melting into each other, until black chitin began to appear. Jaiy couldn't keep the devious grin from his muzzle as brown fur began to spread up from the soles of his footpaws, and quickly shot up along the length of his ankles.

"It...it doesn't s-sound too bad," Orio replied, barely able to keep his lower lip from trembling as the sensation crawled up over the back of his legs. It were as though something were sneaking around under the flesh of his calves, and though he couldn't see it, it was merely the change of his fur, and as the last of his spots bled away and sunk down to the floor, a smooth coat of brown came in quickly to replace them, covering up what was nothing more than bare flesh for a moment. "C-can I have a nice, cute little outfit?"

That's it, Jaiy thought, as he left his teeth to show in a playful grin, Let all of your secrets out to me, Orio. Tell me just how much you'd love to be my little servant bitch for the next year...

Jaiy easily could have uttered such thoughts aloud to Orio at the moment, but he kept them to himself, opting to work slowly into his new skill. He wasn't sure that Orio would be entirely susceptible to hypnosis, but now that he had the poor chynx in the palm of his paw, he wasn't going to let go anytime soon.

His body was quick to mimic the excitement of his mind, as his member, hanging freely between his legs, began to pulse and throb gently against the air, quickly catching the attention of the transforming hybrid.

"I suppose that can be arranged, if you're so inclined," Jaiy said, trying to keep a confident air in his words the entire time, bordering on cocky in the process. "I don't suppose you'd like a new set of panties to go along with the outfit?"

Orio was quick to give a nod, completely unaware that the brown fur was bleeding up and over the back of his thighs. At the bottoms of his legs, his paws were almost entirely gone, replaced by the smooth and shiny black material that made up his new hooves, something that he would have to get used to in time. "I would love nothing more, Jaiy," he replied almost immediately, being hypnotized past the point of feeling shame. Still, however, the chynx was able to blush through the moment, as though his body wanted to respond in a way that his mind no longer could.

Whether his mind was truly lost to the moment, or whether Orio was simply taking advantage of the situation remained to be seen, but Jaiy was rather pleased with his handiwork, able to see an honesty in Orio's hypnotized eyes. Whether or not he could properly express it, the chynx was more than happy and willing to give away all of his secrets, and Jaiy was impressed with himself especially, knowing that he could milk anything out of Orio right now, if he wanted to.

Of course, the ability to milk an orgasm out of the hybrid would soon be lost, as Orio felt, but still couldn't see an unusual sensation down between his legs. An underbelly of cream was already forming around the inside of his thighs as the darker brown shade covered up the outside of his figure, but just along the smooth, gooey delta that lead to his manhood, greater changes were starting to take place, and Jaiy couldn't help but to snicker as he watched Orio changing into something that could no longer be called a man. Though the member of the hybrid had been hanging carelessly between his thighs before, it was slowly sinking back into the flesh of his crotch, until nothing more than a patch of fur remained.

That fur, of course, began to melt and bleed away, but under the flow of the unnatural change, something else began to emerge, and Orio couldn't keep a quiet moan from passing his lips as the goop began to sink into his own flesh. Brown fur cascaded over the side of his hips and covered up the spots that once remained, and the softer fur of cream spread through the inside of Orio's thighs, but in the middle of it all, his manhood completely shrunk and faded away...and a small cut appeared where his member used to be, slowly growing out and away from his body, until textured lips could easily be seen.

Perfect. Can't have a male maid around the house, after all, Jaiy thought. He'd be way too rowdy and get into too much trouble if that was the case.

Though he didn't dare to get so close that he could inspect the change, Jaiy kept a close eye on Orio's thighs, able to see that nothing was dangling between them anymore. A slow, steady stream of gooey fur was covering up what was no doubt the more feminine sexual organs that Orio now possessed, and as the milky texture of the melting brown fur continued up over the body of the cheetah-lynx hybrid, there was no doubt that his gender had been changed.

She was back to being Ori instead, and Jaiy couldn't have been happier with the change.

"It'll be a very easy life for you, after all. You can take care of the dishes, vacuum the carpet, sort up the living room, and do the laundry while I make the money that we need to keep this place," Jaiy explained. Even with Ori well in the midst of a change, Jaiy was sure to keep pressing his dominance over her, wanting to make sure that he drove the point home, even with hypnosis aiding his cause. "And I'll make sure that you have plenty of maid's outfits to go through, and a fresh, frilly pair of panties to wear each and every day."

Even if Ori hadn't been partly under a spell, the idea of having a wide selection of new undies to pick from was more than appealing, and it was something that she couldn't possibly pass up. Jaiy made plenty enough money for the both of them to afford the place, if they were being honest, and Ori was more than happy to prance around the apartment in her outfit...if that was to be her reward.

"And you're not just making a promise that you can't keep?" Ori asked, even as she felt the smooth, creamy texture of the melted fur creeping up the front of her body. As it passed over the middle of her torso, it came to what was once a flat, smooth chest, but small lumps were beginning to bud under the surface of the flesh, and if Jaiy needed any sort of confirmation that Ori was indeed a female, it was staring to present itself. The chynx, now more a doe than a hybrid, was starting to take full shape, as the curve of her rump took hold, and the tiny nubs of her antlers poked forth from her forehead, growing in perfect time with the spread of the unusual, gooey fur that now encompassed her body.

Jaiy was able to feel his own body sinking just a little lower as he tried to keep his eyes glued to Ori's, but it was rather difficult when he wanted to appreciate each and every change she underwent. Her breasts grew heavier and slowly heaved down, until they hung carelessly between her arms, complete with tiny, perked nipples that simply begged to be sucked. It was a pleasure that Jaiy wouldn't grant the newly transformed doe anytime soon, even as he watched the fur creep up along her neck, and finally, the cream underbelly rose up to meet it, completing the outer image of a doe.

Under the unusual, melting fur, the body of a doe still remained, and Ori could still feel the captivating gaze of Jaiy controlling her every move, as if she couldn't so much as budge a pawtip without his permission.

"I think I've got the perfect task for you to earn that first new pair of panties, Ori...that is, if you feel up to it."

Ori was still shuddering from the slightly ticklish sensation that captivated her entire body. There was no way she could hope to describe the sensation of her figure changing shape so rapidly, or the way that her genitals literally sunk into her body, only to be replaced with a thin, subtle slit. She wished she could portray it in words to Jaiy, and even found herself thankful for the strange feelings, but in the heat of the moment, still under the hypnosis of the looming buck, she could only give a nod of obedience, assuring Jaiy that she was up to the task, without so much of an inkling as to what it was.

"You know that I'll do whatever you ask, Jaiy," Ori was quick to reply, and yet, her words were rather simple, picked from the lowest branch of the verbal tree. "What would my master have of me?"

Master...I like the sound of that! Jaiy thought to himself, as he stroked just under his chin with a paw and looked Ori over just one more time. Even the brown overcoat and creamy underbelly were beginning to drip to the floor, and as Ori sunk lower and lower into the goo, unable to manage her strength after such a strange transformation, Jaiy knew just the task to assign her, sure that she would fail, and perhaps, being a bit cruel in picking it.

"I want you to clean up this terrible mess that you've made, Ori," Jaiy said, his voice every bit as stern as his eyes had been the entire time. "You can use your paws, or you can use your tongue...but you can use nothing else. If this mess is still here when I wake up in the morning, you can just forget about that pair of panties that I offered you."

Ori had already fallen in love with the idea of the new, silky unders that would be pressed to her body the very next morning, and already, her hopes were dashed as she looked down to the floor of the kitchen. What was once so boring and plain that it caused the doe to yawn was now a myriad of colors, and in the mess of it all, each color managed to keep an identity, refusing to mingle with the others around it. The soft, easy gray of Jaiy's overcoat, the vibrant pink that was once Ori's panties, and even the spots that decorated her old fur coat were all still visible in the mess.

Perhaps even more impressive than the swirling colors was the fact that it had spread, and now nearly covered the entirety of the kitchen floor.

"But...b-but Jaiy, there's so much! I can't possibl-

"Then you must not really want that skimpy little outfit and those new panties that badly, Ori. I guess that's how much dedication you really have."

Sharp, thin ears went flat to Ori's head, and with a nervous, uneasy gulp, the doe leaned over into the growing puddle and began to lap at it with the tip of her tongue. Her eyes were winced shut, and she expected the worst...but the flavor was actually just slightly refreshing to her. Rather than tasting dirty, matted fur, each color carried a unique personality with it, and in each hue, Ori could make out a different flavor that wasn't there before. It gave her just the edge that she needed to lap from the growing puddle as if she were no more than a feral doe drinking from the life giving streams in a forest, and as Jaiy watched, he nodded with approval, knowing that Ori could never even hope to consume all of it...but she was willing to try, and that was what mattered to him.

"I suppose I'll start looking for an outfit for you in the morning, Ori," Jaiy stated. He stood up slowly from the floor of the kitchen and watched as the puddle grew, aided by the continuous melting of his own fur. "But I expect to see you out here when I wake up tomorrow...if there's so much as a drop left, you can just forget about those panties."

Ori didn't make a proper, verbal reply. She could only let out desperate groans of her effort as her tongue passed through the gooey mess, over and over again, as if she could ever clean all of it by tongue.

She would certainly try, though...and she'd be in for quite the surprise when she finally saw her face in the mirror the following morning.

**

To say that Ori was experienced in embracing her feminine side was probably a bit of an understatement, but to say that she couldn't handle being another species might be equally true.

She was stumbling and clumsy the entire way through the mall, and tiny drops of her flesh and fur were still following behind her as she walked behind Jaiy, following his lead into the store that he'd promised to her for her attempts.

The floor back at the apartment was still a gooey mess, but all the same, an exhausted Ori was laying face down in the puddle when Jaiy woke up that morning, and he was a man of his word. Even if he wasn't, he could appreciate the kind of effort that was put forth, and he wouldn't deny just how curious he was to see what Ori might look like all strapped up in black silk and white lace.

Of course, to make that worthwhile, Ori would have to pick out a pair of panties, and there was one color that had a truly special contrast with both white and black, and one that Jaiy was constantly pushing her toward when they arrived at the mall.

"Orange...I...I mean, I love the color, but why do you think that would look best?"

"I just like giving credit where credit is due, Ori," Jaiy admitted, as he leaned up against one of the inner walls of the lingerie store. Thanks to her new form, no one so much as batted an eyelash as Ori took the thin, bikini-cut panties into the changing room and decided to try them on.

It was only then that the connection between the color of the panties, and the contents of the wine bottle the night before became clear.

"That dirty, dirty hybrid...I'll have to thank him the next time I see him."