A New Recruit
In the future anthros start appearing on Earth, though no one really knows why. Either way a new strip club on the outskirts of town specialising in anthro dancers needs some new meat, and a lone human heading home from work could be the perfect candidate for a new life.....
The very first story I made 2 years ago. Honestly crazy how time flies. Anyway I converted it from the original file and I gave it a once over again. I felt the urge to change it but resisted! I tried to keep it as-is, true to the version on FA.
My writing is quite a bit different nowadays and I think I do a lot of things better. Strangely I also think I did a lot of things better in this first story than I do with my newer ones. It feels almost more carefree and fun than my more recent writing, which is a quality I've struggled to recreate. I suppose the tone of a story depends a lot on the mindset I'm in when I'm writing.
Let me know what you think of it! My work will only improve with constructive criticism.
There are 2 followups to this story btw.
In the near future, you would see a world increasingly more industrial than the one you inhabit now. More factories and denser, more crowded cities consuming the landscape around them like an expanding, all-devouring mega-organism.
Though in the years that have passed the skyscrapers and concrete and clubs that lit the night weren't the only things that had invaded the world; while they were now looked at as a simple fact of life, at first humanity was quite alarmed by the sudden and unexplained appearance of the anthros. Animalistic humanoids that walked, talked and thought with no memory of where they came from.
It seemed that everyone was so accustomed to human strangeness that inhuman strangeness wasn't too different. A wolf riding a motorcycle seldom earned a second glance, and scaled tails poking out from behind robed figures on the street were as interesting as any other tripping hazard. Even some specimens displaying mild magical abilities were tolerated. What could be he harm of a fox woman teleporting things around the house in the long run anyway? That was a problem for law enforcement. Eventually humanity chalked up their new 'room mates' to being "just one of those things, you know?".
On a particular night the neon-bathed paths were sparsely occupied by the sentient citizens of the New Earth, or at least the tight and narrow walkways between the restaurant where Adrian waited tables and the newly built apartment block he called home. He dragged his feet after an unusually gruelling shift, looking forward to an earned dinner and some rest as he traversed the outskirts of the massive city.
"What a day", he contemplated while exhaustedly looking up at the bright lights around him. He was, in general, an average man in his early twenties. Average build, average thoughts, average clothes and slightly above average height. Not unhealthy, though not exactly someone that frequented a gym. On the lean side without being skinny. In fact it could be considered remarkable how well he could blend into a crowd. Perhaps that's why the restaurant hired him. He was entirely inconspicuous to customers once he had taken their order and handed it to them.
"At least it's a peaceful walk tonight.....", he sighed out.
It definitely was. He found only the odd pedestrian who would make eye contact for a moment before going about their own way, the dry patter of their footsteps fading into the distant darkness.
With only three more blocks to go to his reward for the night, he suddenly paused.
"Huh. That's new". Before him in a once empty store space stood something very colourful and frankly out of place even for the multicoloured, advertisement-ridden dystopia the city had become. A giant screen above a doorway with a red-feathered male anthro bird hanging upside down from a stripping pole. The dancer expertly shifted poses in an endless and perfect loop, sometimes coyly winking at whomever may be watching. A huge neon green sign read "Dancing Delights".
No bouncer, Adrian remarked. Privacy laws had drastically reduced the number of public CCTV cameras (targeted advertising and a few very specific use-cases only), so in-person security was still a big deal. Almost every bar and strip club still needed and had a bouncer, the difference these days being that it was likely an intimidating-looking animal man that could tear you to shreds. Maybe they just aren't open yet, Adrian wondered. Or maybe they had some other method of dealing with uninvited guests, he mused as he stared up at the enticing sign.
A slight breeze escaped through the maze of buildings, rustling his hair and snapping him out of his reverie. Adrian was curious, though not curious enough to do anything about it. Just another oddity on the way to work tomorrow evening. He slowly turned and set off once again, his building coming into view, a dark silhouette against the lights of the larger buildings in the distance. They had trouble attracting tenants to this newly built part of town, so there were only a handful of windows illuminated in the complex.
The young man wondered if new attractions like the one he just passed kept popping up, they might bring in some more faces. For now the only busy places were the ones that served food. As he got closer and the sounds of the city started picking up just a bit, he realised that he'd never seen an anthro-oriented strip club or anything of the sort. It wasn't that humans weren't interested in that sort of thing. Pretty damn far from it, he thought with a roll of his eyes remembering some past acquaintances.
There just weren't usually enough of them to fill up an entire staff before.....
He lingered on that thought. Not enough before..... had they started becoming that much more common?
A light in a dark alleyway to his right derailed Adrian's train of thought yet again.
A light purple glow emanating from just around the corner beaconed to him to leave his normal route. Now his part of town was relatively free from rapists and murderers, but even the young human wasn't naive enough to assume that whatever this was had to be harmless.
He considered just ignoring it and minding his own business, but the slight irregular pulsing light was just too much for him to resist. He looked back and could still make out the sign for the seedy club he had passed.
"Ok, you're being ridiculous. It can't be that bad, probably some malfunctioning machine or something. Besides if I run into trouble, I can just get help at that strip club place. There has to be someone there. Pretty sure they'll even hear me yelling. No problem, right? Yeah, noooo.... problem...."
Hearing the words out loud gave him some comfort. He took a quick glance around, but didn't see anyone that could be a witness to either a crime or a rescue. He turned back to the phenomenon, and edged closer to the dark brickwork that made up the street corner. He was turned sideways like some sort of sneaky cartoon character of old, arms outstretched tensely in front of and behind him. The dull background noise of the city was enough to drown out his footsteps as he carefully snuck forward. Rounding the corner more and more details came into view and he was finally ready to see..... something. A glowing puddle?
Adrian's apprehension morphed into disappointment. There, a few feet away from him on the clean, slightly uneven pavement was what looked like someone's spilt energy drink. Though it would have to be a very large drink..... and also it was glowing a neon pinkish purple.
"Probably liquid or something from a sign", he mumbled out as his adrenaline rush came down. He looked around, trying to look for a broken neon sign it could have come from and seeing nothing.
"Boy I hope this stuff isn't radioactive"
Then, something unexpected happened; the puddle moved. Slowly at first, then picking up speed as it moved away from Adrian.
"Wha....?!", was all he could muster as the slimy substance seemed to move under its own steam towards a corner to an adjacent alleyway with only a few quiet and vaguely sticky sounds accompanying it.
Now he had no choice: he had to follow it.
He carefully put his foot forward to take his first step, then another, then another. A few meters in his tentative steps turned into a quick walk with which he was keeping pace with the sudden briskness of this strange thing he'd found. The goo had by now gained a foot or so of height and the soft glow being cast on the surrounding walls of this seemingly abandoned place glided in tandem, reflecting off dark windows as an entranced Adrian followed suit. He wasn't sure where they were, but he didn't think it would be too hard to find his way back. He couldn't explain it, but his fear had all but been swept away and left by the roadside. There was a mystery that needed solving.
As suddenly as it had started to make its getaway, the stretching and oozing mass of goo stopped dead in its tracks. They were well and truly out of the way now, deep within the labyrinth of sparsely occupied streets. Adrian caught his breath, never lifting his eyes from the mysterious amoeba like thing still emitting light.
As he watched, fascinated, the blob started to twist upwards seemingly gaining viscosity as it rose up to around the same height as Adrian.
His eyes followed it upwards as he watched the show unfolding in front of him, his arms dangling by his sides and his face wearing an awestruck expression seeing light refracting through every twisting line and contour on the surface of the slimy substance. It collapsed in on itself and started gaining definition, the top part shrinking down a bit and four large tendrils separating from the main blob; two on the sides, and two below with thin films still connecting them to the main mass as they stretched out. Almost noiselessly, the bottom tendrils completely separated from one another and started taking individual shape. They looked like... feet? Adrian took a step closer. No.... talons. There were claws taking shape on the ends of legs. The legs themselves had gained some form, the goo solidifying from the bottom all the way to the top. Within a few moments there were strong lower legs, powerful thighs, hips with two clawed hands on them, a narrow torso and a lithe upper body in front of him.
The last features to appear were on the face; a beak pulled out and two orbs turned into eyes just above it. Within a moment there stood before Adrian an anthro bird of some sort, though not one like he had ever seen. After all, it wasn't every day you saw something sentient assembling itself off of the floor. The beak was just flexible enough to show a huge grin on the anthro's face, his head cocked to one side as he regarded Adrian with a piercing, though not entirely predatory gaze. Its entire body was covered in small magenta feathers, giving the avian humanoid a very soft and fluffy appearance. The feathers on the top of its head were a bit longer to create the illusion of a head of hair pulled back slightly in the wind. Though Adrian could see tail feathers poking out from behind the bird, the thing seemed to lack any wings. The only indication that this being casually standing in front of Adrian was until recently not solid, was a slight sheen to his features and the remnants of a very subtle glow.
They stared at each other for a few seconds longer since all the human could manage was a stunned silence.
It was the bird that broke the quietness of the alleyway when he opened his beak and coyly tilted his head to a slightly raised shoulder on his other side.
"Well hey there cutie~", he said winking with a large green eye.
An unmistakably masculine voice, even if it was delivered like a pur.
"Uhh... H-hi?"
Adrian's throat felt dry. All this was a bit much, and his first few words came out hoarse and unsure. Despite the bizarre situation, he realised that he actually found the bird to be quite the attractive sight and felt the need to suppress a blush.
"Wha- Who- How..... are you?", he stuttered out.
His new friend seemed very amused by the flustered human. He locked his hands in each other, then lifted them above and behind his head. He stood on the very tips of his talons with his strong-looking legs spread apart and threw his head back as he arched his back into a stretch.
"I'm just.... perfect", he sighed out. "Thanks for asking~". He resettled with one hand on his hip and locked eyes again with an almost seductive gaze.
"You can call me Violet... and who might you be?", he asked in a sweet sing-song voice.
"I'm uhhh..... Adrian.", the human started fidgeting with his hands as he composed himself. He cleared his throat before glancing around and once again looking into the sharp eyes that hadn't left him.
"Hmmmmmm..... Adrian. Ooohhh I like that! Though....", the creature 'Violet' paused a moment to lazily put a talon under his beak and glanced up at the air.
".... I think it could be better. It sounds almost like 'Avian', doesn't it?!"
He gave a chittering giggle as he clasped his hands in front of him.
Adrian gave a polite little laugh.
This is weird, he thought. He lifted his hands to show his confusion.
"Haha.... yeah. Look, I'm not really sure what just happened. Did you- I mean h-how did-"
"Hush now", instructed the bird as he put a single talon up in front of him to stop the human from going any further. He strode confidently towards Adrian with the clawed finger still outstretched, gracefully and easily swaying from side to side as he closed the gap between them.
Adrian's dumbfoundedness was replaced by some slight apprehension.
"Ok hang on a bit", he said quickly. He still had now idea if this creature was safe, and his radiation theory still hadn't disappeared from his mind.
"Let's just take it easy all right ?", he continued as he put his hands in front of him protectively and took a step back.
The bird was too quick for him though, and Violet took one of Adrian's hands into his outstretched claw, gripping gently but firmly.
"Don't you worry about a thing sweety~ ... let me take care of everything", he breathed out in a voice just above a whisper.
The human was still very much off guard, so he stood stock still and let the delicate situation unfold. Maybe if he played along for a while, he could escape unscathed.
His complacency turned into alarm when the talon around his hand suddenly lost firmness, turned back into multicoloured goo and enveloped him up to his wrist.
"Ahhh!!??!! What? No! Get off me!", he yelled as he instinctively started thrashing his hand around. When that didn't work, he tried to throw a punch but Violet caught it with a deceptively strong arm.
"Help!! Help!!"
Adrian tried to wrest his hands out again unsuccessfully. The whole time the avian was making soft cooing noises, though the human didn't find them calming in the least. He was about to start kicking when his attention was unexpectedly drawn to the bright, emerald green eyes of the bird.
"Yessss....", Violet breathed out, inching a bit closer.
"They're beautiful aren't they? Like most of me they're pretty special... can you guess whyyyyy~?"
Adrian let out a soft grunt that he had originally intended to be speech.
"Hmmmmm.... well I'm sure you can figure it out if you look..... deeper.....", he breathed out huskily, leaning in forward with his head to one side. His eyes open and alert without being stretched open all the way, long eyelashes resting above his playful yet intense stare. It made for a very sultry effect as concentric green rings propagated from his pupils and radiated outwards into the whites of his eyes.
Adrian was absolutely mesmerized in moments. His face went slack, his eyes widened and he could only gather enough strength for a single, feeble pull as his entire body and mind relaxed, completely vulnerable to the unusual avian in front of him. He felt like he was swimming through the cosmos gazing into the seemingly endless, unfathomably beautiful depths of Violet's eyes.
"....amazinggggg", Adrian slurred out slowly. His mouth felt disconnected from his thoughts as he said it, since in his mind there were no words in existence that could explain the perfection of simply looking at the pulsing green eyes that seemed to explore his soul. He barely felt the gooey substance continuing to spread up his arm. The hand that Violet had caught was also being attacked by the advancing purplish, semi-transparent slime. When it quickly advanced up to his elbows he almost gave a nervous shift as something in the back of his mind told him that this wasn't good. Violet took a step closer as their arms started to partially fuse.
"I don't want you to have aaaaaany care in the world now. I need you to relax completely for me and do eeeeeeeeverything I say, and that's okay because you're safe when you staaaaaaaare into my eyes.... I promise~".
He stood on the tips of his talons again and leaned forward, pressing their chests together lightly and Adrian's heart pounded when Violet's eyes drew nearer. Some more goo spread to his chest, shoulders and down his legs. The faint sound and smell of vaporising clothes permeated the area. For a few moments Violet just stared smugly into the humans eyes, savouring the moment with complete faith in his victory. His clawed hands rose up from the goo on the human's shoulders and reached behind his head. The bird then slowly moved his head in and pulled Adrian in even closer, stuck out his long tongue and gave the human a sensual lick from cheek to cheek right across his lips. Where his tongue dragged along skin he left a line of pink slime that immediately started expanding along with the rest of the substance on his body. Adrian vaguely noted that he didn't dislike the sensation.... and also that the slime didn't really smell like rubber or anything of that nature. It was a smell he would probably assign to feather shampoo if he had the presence of mind necessary. A bird that could turn into goo, not goo that could turn into a bird. The avian slowly pulled his head back and tongue in with a high pitched "lllllhmmmmm".
Adrian was still aware of what was going on, it was just that this intimate gesture didn't really seem all that important to his entranced mind. Certainly not as important as the glowing eyes in front of him. Still, it was enough for something deep inside him to make his own eyelids start twitching a bit, as if he almost wanted to flinch at the contact in surprise.
"SShhh.... don't worry about anything now. Just hold your breath!"
The human managed to suck in air and close his mouth just as his whole head was suddenly enveloped by the onslaught of goo from all sides. It was cold at first, though not necessarily unpleasant. The bigger distraction was the sudden lack of beautiful hypnotic eyes in front of him, leaving him in a still relaxed though slightly confused state coming out of his trance. He could only barely make out the shape of a head with a pleased look on its face through a bright distortion of purple and rainbow refraction. After a moment he started to feel strange.... not quite like his usual self physically speaking. Starting off all he felt was a sense of floating above the ground. The heavy goo had covered his entire body by now, and his feet were suspended just above the floor while his entire body was being cradled and caressed, totally helpless with no hope of purchase outside his cocoon. Then he started to feel mild sensations of heat, sucking, pulling and pushing on various parts of his body. His chest and stomach felt like they were being pressured, while his legs and hips felt like they were being pulled slightly. His entire body started to feel the heat now. He felt the alien sensation of his hands and feet changing shape, along with the odd feeling of his face pushing out into a beak. Even in his addled state, he started to realise that he was turning into an anthro bird. Although he couldn't see it, he was sure that's what he was feeling even if he didn't know how to start explaining how it was happening. His suspicion was enhanced when he felt thousands of tiny pricks on his skin all over his body, guessing that feathers had made their home on his skin. The feeling of being violated outside and in started setting in when he felt like he was actually being penetrated by the goo all the way to the inside of his body. He started feeling lost and alone, at the mercy of something with unknown intentions and now in a bit of a panic, and the beginnings of asphyxiation, he wasn't even sure he was still him anymore.
As suddenly as the ordeal had started, it was over. Adrian felt himself sinking down to the pavement as the goo retracted and reformed into the strange being that had done this to him.
He gasped sharply, filling his new lungs with fresh air rushing into his beak before taking uneasy breaths while he recovered. He was sitting down with his legs buckled beneath him to the side, using his arms for support. After a moment or two he had composed himself, and he opened his eyes. They were now the same bright, glowing green as Violet's eyes. In fact, everything about him was like Violet. Adrian saw a shiny black beak stretching below his vision, beyond which lay clawed hands keeping him from collapsing onto the ground. Long nails attached to soft digits covered in small grey scales that turned into magenta, lightly feathered, considerably slimmer forearms. This theme continued all the way up to his shoulders and up his neck. His newly enhanced eyesight drifted down, looking at his chest. That had also slimmed down. He untangled himself and stood up unsteadily, a bit wobbly as he got used to standing on claws. His hips were wider, his waist was slimmer.....
He had a nice pair of legs on him too now, he realised. Shapely and powerful. They were tipped with large clawed feet covered in the same scales as his arms. These delicate scales, like on his other limbs, extended upwards a bit halfway up his shins. He looked behind to find something he knew would be there: long tail feathers coloured brightly pink. Standing in his new body, his new reality, without any possibility of escape was an interesting experience. Being imprisoned in this body he felt almost.... unwillingly cute and attractive, though right now he was too mentally exhausted to feel any sort of real shame about his significantly more effeminate and sexualised body. He settled for simply looking exasperatedly at Violet for answers.
"Look at you! Aren't you adorable!? We could be twins!", the original giggled out. Not the start of answers that Adrian had been hoping for.
Violet was standing in front of him with his arms clasped in front of his chest, leaning forwards with his tail feathers raised and admiring his handiwork. The two of them were even clad head to toe in soft, downy feathers the exact same shade of magenta.
"What did you do to me?", Adrian demanded pleadingly. Even his voice sounded different, more melodious. Exactly like the voice of the avian that had changed him. Finally actually hearing the sounds of his changed vocal chords finally put it into perspective to the former human that he had just switched species.
"Awww... I just wanted to make you a better version of you..... don't you like it? Don't you like... me?", Violet punctuated this by stretching his arms out to his sides palms stretching outwards, shifting his weight to one side and showing off his identical body. Adrian stopped to consider Violet for a moment. He would be blatantly lying if he said he didn't like the look of the bird. It must have shown on his face because Violet narrowed his eyes a bit and stuck his tongue out the side of his beak, a satisfied smile stretching the edges.
"Well I mean.... I don't want to BE you!", Adrian said as he raised the voice he shared with another. "I've got a life! Friends and family! A job.... I can't show up to work like THIS!", he exclaimed while gesturing to his new body that very much stood out in a crowd, for several reasons.
Adrian had expected a disappointed or even angry reaction from the other bird, and started feeling uneasy once more when Violet's grin grew even wider. Almost like he had secretly hoped for this outcome.
"Hmmmmm..... well I guess I understand..... I wanted to make you better than you by turning you into me. I suppose....", he sauntered closer.
Uh oh. Adrian was about to make a run for it.
"....that I'll just need to do even better~"
That last remark was especially concerning. This couldn't be good. He started turning on his claws, but his mistake was keeping his eyes on the seductive Violet's face. His eyes started glowing hypnotically again, and Adrian simply didn't react in time.
"N-No.... No....", he managed to say as he felt himself go silent and his mental defences crumbled once again. He wasn't sure if it was because he had gone through this before or if it was because his captor wasn't trying as hard, but he felt far more conscious this time. Though slowed down there were still some thoughts flowing along his mind space, chief among them being concern. Outwardly he looked just as zonked out as before. His beak was hanging open slightly as Violet came to a stop in front of him, staring his new twin into submission with a deep sense of pleasure. He lifted a single finger up to Adrian's beak to close it gently before continuing, the pair looking like perfect copies to any would-be eavesdroppers. Even if one of them didn't look half as awake as the other.
"Tell me honestly.... do you find me attractive?"
It took Adrian’s mind a moment to come to the obvious answer.
"Ye.... Yessss.... beautiful....."
Inwardly Adrian cringed a bit at how desperate the voice coming from his mouth without his permission sounded.
"Good boy~", Violet purred once again.
"And what about me do you like most, hmmm?"
Another pause.
"Every...thing.... Legs..."
Violet giggled girlishly.
"I knew it! Well then.... Let's improve on me, shall we~"
He sighed, turned and stepped away from Adrian, thinking for a second. He was going to use the last drops of transformative potential in this once human to properly, divinely punish him for not accepting the goo bird's gift. Furthermore, Violet would make sure he was going to be grateful for it this time.
He turned back to Adrian before he could escape from the effects of his eyes. His hands were once again on his large hips, jutting out to one side as he started again on his work.
"You mentioned you had friends and family, Adrian. A life, a job. Well....", he lowered his voice and looked at Adrian through half-lidded eyes, "....not anymore!
"I want you to clearly visualise everything that makes up 'Adrian'. Your memories, your intelligence.....", he gave a small cackle.
"Yes... that especially~"
Adrian did nothing more than stare back with semi-focused eyes. Internally he started seeing his life like a photo album coming into view unbidden. He could even feel something else in his thoughts, his intelligence as Violet had put it. Somehow it was now tangible.
"It all needs to be poured away.... it needs to sink...."
Once again the bird approached with a sway in his step. He reached a single talon behind the back of Adrian's neck and trailed it down along his spine to his tail.
"...downwards.....". With this Violet grabbed Adrian's rear with two clawed hands and gave each side a feather-light squeeze. He traced them downwards onto Adrian's squishy thighs.
"...and outwards. You're gonna be a delicious, horny little birdy from now on~"
He smiled. It served his unlucky copy right for his rejection. Now he was going to spend the rest of his existence being eye-candy.
"When I say the word 'go', you'll feel allllll that stress melt away into your ass and thighs. You'll feel it draining down from your pretty little head to become something much more useful. Who needs to think when you can give people boners by walking past them, right?. So just let it all go, embrace the feeling of your old life spilling away bit by bit as it fuels your new life. You'll be the perfect, slutty, thicc little birdy that just loves to dance. The only family you will need are your fellow dancers~", he gestured towards himself, "The only friends you need will be the ones that call you a pretty bird and make you feel all hot and fuzzy inside. You need to be called a pretty little birdy, don't you? You need people to stare at you and admire your beauty, to feel nothing but envy and lust when they see your body moving with grace and fluidity.....knowing they can never have you. You'll be happiest when you're the centre of attention, and you'll have the moves to stay the centre of attention. The only job you'll need is right down the street. Aren't you lucky? You get to work with me! As for your name, well....", he considered how he would baptise his conquest.
"...once your head is nice and empty from all that yucky old human life, you'll remember that your name is Audienne". Yes, that would fit his pet’s new occupation nicely.
When Violet looked satisfied with his preparations, Adrian's heart rate increased. He felt a familiar feeling creeping up on him, the one he felt when he had first been changed while covered in goo. The part of him that was still fighting somewhere in his mind urged the rest of his mind to get up and fight back, break free from whatever magic this was and escape. Unfortunately most of his mind was enthralled by his duplicate, and in his mind he started seeing visions appear in front him. He was forced to watch everything that was himself detach ‘out of his mind’ and float in front of him into a giant transparent bubble, one dangerously close to breaking away from his control. His breathing quickened slightly in a combination of fear and arousal. He didn't know much about magic but he did know that the perverse kind Violet must be using tended to be very literal. Somehow with magic, an actual semi-physical manifestation of his memories and intelligence would be moved through his body. He had heard stories that thoughts 'contained' in the body like this could even be retrieved again, though this was rare. Once they were outside the mind, the magical manifestations were incredibly fragile; even just motion tended to dissolve memories into the body, turning them to flesh permanently. If they ended up in his ass and thighs.... and he started working at a strip club.....
Not good, he dimly realised. I have to resist this. I have to!
Violet intensified the swirls in his eyes, preparing to turn the once human into the perfect little dancing sex machine that the newly created Dancing Delights club greatly desired. He licked the edges of his beak in anticipation, once again savouring the moment as Adrian stared back with minimal emotion and resistance on his identical face. In a few moments, one would be able to tell them apart.
"Go~", he commanded in almost a whisper as he looked on hungrily with eyes that now most definitely had a predatory look to them.
Adrian's body, and the remains of Violet's transformation powers lingering in it, obeyed. At first nothing obvious was going on but Violet knew that Adrian was waging a losing battle beneath the surface. Adrian mustered all the strength he had in him to stop his body from following the admittedly alluring orders it had been given.
I need to hold on, he thought. If I can just hold on to that..... orb thing with my memories inside it..... I'll be fine. Just... need..... to get it.....closer…...
Despite his efforts, he could feel himself slipping away. Bit by bit, the bubble in front of him started to fall into a vortex forming below it. He wasn’t even sure if what he was seeing was real, though it seemed clear as day to him while he watched the bubble getting gently molested by the tunnel sucking on it. A tiny, semi-transparent bulbous mass joined into the small stream of bubble ‘fluid’. A part of himself slightly larger than the rest had separated and fell into the abyss of the vortex. Try as he might, he could not will it back from being sucked away.
Adrian could physically feel something deep inside of him move down his back, just like Violet said it would. He could feel the small part of himself trickling down, down, down and finally coming to a rest inside his thighs. For a brief moment he considered how surreal it was that he then felt his upper leg muscles and fat grow just a little bit. How weird it was that part of his consciousness had seemingly been drained, stored and turned into mass in another part of him. His moment of distraction was all it took for the part of him that was resisting to break off from the bubble. To Adrian it looked like a small bubble detaching from the larger one, helplessly spiralling down into the hungry vortex. Somehow, he instantly knew which part of him it was.
No! Need. To. Pull. Back. Up!!
He felt it tickling him as it slid down his insides like liquid, eventually settling in its new home. He knew he was doomed when he felt his ass bulge out a tiny little bit accompanied by a delightfuly warm tingling.
Then it was like floodgates had been opened.
No no no no! This can't be happening!
He could do nothing but observe helplessly as the huge bubble steadily got slurped up voraciously by his lower body.
I can't... I feel..... like.... like.... like a totally different person! This is totally great!
Suddenly without inhibitions, he indulged fully into the wonderful feeling. He loved the sensation of his head emptying and his legs, hips and rear growing thiccer and more powerful. The emptier his head, the more indulgent he became, the quicker the process of his brain draining and pouring into his endowments accelerated. Adrian's stance was momentarily unsteady as the lower half of his brand new body started filling up to become a complete eye magnet. He gave a small, satisfied sigh similar to Violet as his bottom and thighs swelled up. He started forgetting names, places, people..... all being hungrily dragged down by his increasingly generous assets that ballooned to magazine-model proportions, though eventually stopping short of looking ridiculous. His head felt lighter, if that were possible. His subconscious no longer felt weighed down by responsibilities, commitments, fears and worries.... in fact, his new mental capacity due to Violet's punishment would make it exceedingly difficult to worry about anything ever again. All that was now safely tucked away. His old memories had been completely drained into his curves. They would eventually be completely lost by being massaged away..... or in the now very bouncy bird's case, jiggled and danced away. The last remnants of the now minuscule bubble were consumed all at once and the magical vortex disappeared from his vision, finally sated.
Audienne stood there in ecstasy, feeling solidly grounded on his strong claws, heavier new ass and ultra-powerful legs. There were no more hypnotic bonds ensnaring him; they weren't needed anymore. He smiled down at his softer body and tittered.
"Like, I'm soooo hot~ Like thanks Violet!". He put his claws up behind his head with his elbows bent, stretching and arching his back. He looked effortlessly sexy.
Violet had to stop himself from drooling a bit. This had gone perfectly.
"Thanks for what, my sexy birdy?", he asked innocently.
"For ummmm....", Audienne brought down one claw to put on his tongue sticking out from the side of his beak, rocking back and forth and wiggling his tail as he thought hard. There was something that Violet did.... He helped, didn't he? Helped with something.... He looked down. Sensual, sinful curves covered in feathers greeted his sight. Normal, right? He looked up and thought again. Nothing came up..... It probably wasn't important! Wondering this hard made his head hurt.
"Just, like, thanks! For everything!"
He tiptoed up to Violet and embraced him, his round ass jiggling with every step, the weight of his past life keeping his new desirable body in slight motion even when he came to a standstill.
"No problem~", answered Violet happily. As they separated, Violet gave Audienne a loud smack on the bottom provoking a happy, euphoric squeak, a small part of Adrian now lost. Violet had a sneaky and knowing grin as he watched the small waves travel across his plaything’s body.
He then took the newest Dancing Delight by his clawed hand, and pulled him back towards the labyrinth of alleyways and loud civilisation.
"Now come oooooon bird brain, we're gonna be late!".
"Late?", asked Audienne, "Like, for what?"
"Your first night on the job of course. You're so forgetful sometimes~", Violet said slyly.
My first night? Like, since when? I mean, it does sound like something I would totally love. As the two birds sashayed into the next small street with hands still interlocked, Violet tried to think hard again, scrunching up his pretty face to figure out this conundrum before giving up.
"Ohhh... yeah, like, sorry. Just forgot. I remember now though, really~"
Violet struggled not to squeal out in pleasure at this sight. Audienne would be oh so easy to tease when Violet felt like it. What delights that would entail he wondered, looking forward to it.
"I'll make sure to show you alllll the best moves. Later you'll even have the stage to yourself, so you can really have all eyes on you, you adorable little thing! I've got a feeling you're a natural too....."
Audienne felt ecstatic about the thought of all that attention, and gave his ass an extra pronounced little wiggle, putting his old human self in some more danger.
"Yeah, like, I can't wait to have all those cuties staring at my juicy legs~", he emphasized this by running talons through the feathers between his thighs and rubbing them together as he walked.
Violet smiled with infinite satisfaction, putting his claw on his not-quite-identical twin's waist as they entered the main street side by side. They turned chittering to the direction opposite to some random apartment building with a few lights on, perhaps a street or so away, and set off towards Dancing Delights. There were just a few more people, human or otherwise populating the street than there had been before. The duo made sure to give them some free samples of their upcoming show by posing and giggling, causing no shortage of interested stares and embarrassed blushes from passers by. Just before they entered Audienne's new home, Violet met the gaze of his skipping, bouncing, air-headed companion.
"After I show you the ropes and moves tonight, I can show you around the room we'll be sharing. Then we can have some fun~"