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Chapter 2

It would be hours before Deloy woke up by than. It was clear that this was infact not a dream. His body had turned and jerked around as he woke up in the arms of Eileen. At least the cougar her. It was beyond shocking. His fingers trembling some as he didn't want to move. He wasn't sure what she might do. It was a time when he wished that he was tall.

Deloy had never felt so short. Or so small, even as a kid he was abnormally tall. Yet now, he couldn't help but wonder if he would even reach the top shelf in his own apartment... If he were to actually make it back home.

Will I be stuck like this forever? He pondered this as they walked down the hill. Looking up towards the cougar, the way her breast bounced. Her hands wrapped around her breast doing her best not to expose herself. Deloy felt his cheeks getting red. Just watching her.

"Please don't stare, It's embarrasing." Eileen looking even more red, not sure how to feel. She imagined smacking him. But no- she wasn't that way, her head shaking slightly. It was when they had reached the bottom of the hill was when they saw the figure.

The figure stood there a dark cloak over his head. Seeming to pose mysteriously. A staff in his right hand.

"Who do you think that is?"

"I don't know but I honestly hope that he isn't wanting to kill us or rob, cause from how we're standing we don't even have the clothes on our back." Deloy responded, though he imagined if they were going to go down. He might go for one last swing. That was If he could this body felt strange. So small but his arms were much thicker then they usually were. So maybe he could knock their lights out.

They got closer. Moving over as the figure reached over. Grey hands that looked rather fluffy, he reached over pulling the hood off from atop his head revealing what looked like an old hairy dog. A long shabby beard and gruff expression. It was odd seeing the head of a dog atop the body of a man. But at the moment Deloy just figured he was dreaming somehow, and when he woke up. All of this would be over with.

"Who the hell are you?" Eileen asked her expression twisting into a scold trying to look intimidating. Though in truth she looked like a grumpy cat, but it was a good attempt.

"Why don't you recognize me." He turned looking towards his fluffy hand,

"Wait nevermind, I just realized you probably wouldn't oh well it doesn't matter, Please call me Merstone. I am the here to help you on your journey and point you towards your great adventure."

Deloy was shocked his throat tightening as he didn't know weather to feel excited or angered.

"So will you be joining us or...?"

"No I cannot, I am simply pointing you the way, and giving you what you need." He reached over raising his staff. The tip of it glowed brightly. When it would eventually slamming it down. Dust began flowing from the bottom of the staff, as it went all arond hitting the two naked Furries. Deloy wasn't sure what to say or even react. His hand reaching over covering his face from the dust.

Eileen did the same as she wasn't sure, and didn't want to risk taking in anything foreign especially in this weird world.

After a minute or two, he soon opened his eyes and looked around he was no longer naked, same for Eileen. As Deloy looked over. It seemed as though the Ocelet was wearing light leather bound armor, and pants. A dagger hanging off the side of his waist. He was tempted to pull the weapon out for self defence but a small part of him was itching almost as if it was telling him it wouldn't work. Even if tried. Especially against this being.

"So, what do we have to do to get home... Merstone?" Eileen asked Deloy looking back, and if the Ocelet couldn't help but feel like his eyes were about to pop out of his skull seeing his now cougar friend.

She was covered head to toe in sexy battle armor, it reminded her almost of Conan the Barbarian. The leather straps that just barely covered her large fifty cent size nipples, the furry shoulder pads, and loincloth. Than hanging off the side was the broadsword. If anything Deloy imagined that she could brandish it with just one arm. If he tried it might take two.

But she stood there looking stoic like a true unadulterated sexy heroine. Deloy gulped some, before turning his gaze back to the wizard dog. His pants slightly bulging but that would eventually go away.

"Oh in the mountain tops there is a cavern hidding within it, is a stone, an anchient stone that wills the very essence of reality itself. Hidden deep guarded by horrors unknown. If you can retrieve it. It might be able to return you home. But remember you can only use this stone one time, and once it is used. It will take a thousand years to restore its power."

A wide look on their face as they looked towards one another. They had one shot, a single chance to return home. But would they be able to make it. It was something they didn't think they could do.

"And if we fail?"

"Then you will never be able to return again. Trapped in this world for the rest of your lives."

"That's all wow, that so simple," Eileen muttered rather lost for words as she seemed sarcastic, as she moved over rubbing her head. Ignoring the cold breeze that went past her.

"That it is, Head north and begin your journey use your wit, and skill's to find your way, or soon your journey shall come to a hault." The old wizard exclaimed as he raised his staff and vanished without a trace.

"Fuck, this is just great!" Deloy muttered annoyance on his face as he watched the dog wizard vanished from sight.

"I mean at least we have an option." Eileen said though Deloy wasn't in a good mood about this.

"Maybe but its to find a stone, we have no idea where,or even what it looks like. It's a wild goose chase." Deloy wasn't sure what to say, feeling defeated. What could he do? There was so much to this, as he tried thinking of something. But nothing came to mind.

"Hey Thylin look on the bright side, we're basicly living the dream of being in a D&D session." Eileen said trying to give some positivity in the whole thing. She reached over hugging him. Practicly lifting him up. The Ocelet tried to protest but it was too late his face smashed between those two large soft mound's of flesh.

"Gahh!" He responded wanting to fight it though eventually he excepted his fate, and rested his head there. He couldn't tell if it was his cat like nose or how close he was but he had to admit she smelled nice. Like Peaches and Roses.

"You right, come on. Navajor We should probably find shelter, otherwise who knows what could happen. It might rain acid or something."

"I think that only happens in New york, but yeah lets get going." Eileen let him go and soon they began heading off moving away from the large hills. Heading in the direction of the mountains. Their adventure truly begining at this point. The two, finally clothes walking side by side of each other.

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They would walk what what seemed like hours. As they passed the nearly endless field. How long had they walked. Going on what what could've been a mile, maybe two miles. None of them had a watch. The sun beating down on them.

"Yesh, wish the dog guy- whatever the hell his name at least had the time to give us water." Deloy or Thylin as he was calling himself for the time being muttered, panting slightly as thirst was invading his senses.

"I know, would've been so much easier. But hey, I'm sure we'll find a stream, Hell a town near by. Normally there's one in these worlds."

Eileen thought as she began thinking of what might happen next. But her sense of adventure pushed her on. As she moved forward. Though she admitted the sexy barbarian armor, was rubbing her the wrong way. Specifically down between her crotch.

Every step she took she could feel the soft leather rubbing against her pussy. Eileen ignored it muttering to herself.

Come on Navajo! Ignore it, and don't get dirty thoughts. You're a good girl... cougar, moving on! She moved carefully as she began heading down past her friend. It was quiet the sight. Seeing her form before. She never had so much energy. She felt strong- powerful. Eileen truly felt like Navajor Demar. The sexy Amazonian. Sure she was more fluffy than her normal character but she loved it.

Eileen wished she was in a room by herself. Just for the chance to explore her body. Feeling every inch. Her curious nature wanting to know what made her new body tick.

They walked on Deloy cursing under his breath annoyed with his smaller form. It felt weird. Though admiting he felt more muscular which was nice. But his body felt smaller. Especially in his legs. He was use to looking down to people- not looking up. So seeing Eileen- no Navajor she was Navajor to him. It was embarrassing.

The farther they went they began seeing something- something in the far distance it looked almost like a silo. It was a surprise and with it, a barn showing over. It was nice and red. This caught their attention as they began running towards it. Motivation rejuvenated as they got themselves running faster.

They headed off closer, as they began taking in every detail of the place. It was old sure, yet it was quiet a fine building.

They basicly bellowed over as they ran straight to the farm ignoring everything as they headed straight towards the house. Knocking on the door, as they waited for a few minutes, Eventually the door would open. A Scruffy grey horse. A slight snort from his face as he looked over. He wore a checker clad button up shirt. Wrinkles around his eyes, as he had a cup of coffee.

"Is there something I could do for you?" he said in that deep gruff voice, that practicly made a shivver run down Navajo's spine.

"Um yes, we're kind of been lost for the last few days, we were wondering if you could give us direction's to the nearest town." She said giving a kind voice. The old horse looked over,

"Well you aren't that far off, about a mile that way is town, though you look like your not from around here."

"Right sir, I mean we've been traveling for weeks, and we're out of supplies. If it wouldn't be trouble if we could take a step inside for a small bit to rest up we won't be here long." Thylin muttered, as he took a hard pant. Though it seemed the old work horse wasn't paying much attention to him looking towards the cougar, and simply shook his head.

"I don't think I would have much problem with that, bring your friend in, and please call me Moonwing."

He stepped back letting them inside. A light smile on their face as they dragged their feet in. The sounds of roosters crowing off in the back ground. It would be a moment where our adventurers could relax.

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They sat at the kitchen table. The wooden chairs managing to hold Navajo's weight. The glass of water were depleted while the old horse Moonwing. Looking over,

"So what brings you around here?" He asked pouring himself a cup of hot coffee. Moon watched the two very carefully, as though he was trying to detect if they were lying or not. Such a moment as they thought of an answer.

"Sir we're just Travelers trying to find our way home, thats all. We just need to get some money." Navajo's voice was calming as she held her hand down on the table. Thylin could almost imagine that she was rolling a pair of dice for deception.

The old horse, Sighed;

"Very well, Though if you're heading to the next town you might need some money."

"Thanks sir, we really appreciate it." Thylin said as he popped his neck,

"Now listen, I'm not just going to hand this money away, I've got some thing I need help around the farm, too much for me and my daughter. So help us around and I'll give you a bit of pay." THe old work horse huffed some feeling as though he was putting some pride on the line though the two nodded,

"I think it's fair, anything we can do to help." Navajo said her passion growing larger as she wanted to help the older man.

"Very well, Little man, I'll have you help me out with the feild get you and old Bessy to help plow the feild while your big friend here can help my daughter out."

There was a nod between them while Thylin looked over,

"Just careful Navajo." For thylin there wasn't much trust he wasn't sure how this world acted but soon it'll pass. But he stretched his arms. It was probably going to be a long day.