{"sf1_id":1182556,"sf2_id":"rn67lkG1","title":"The Knock (weird transformation)","author":"Nequ","words":1450,"posted_at":"2017-05-20T14:56:10.000Z","tags":["Aroused","Ass","Booty","Breast","Breasts","Butt","Claws","Cock","Corruption","Cunt Boy","Dick","Domination/Submission","Dragon","Forcedshifting","Futa","Futanari","Herm/solo","Hermaphrodite","House","Human","Humping","Latex","Legs","Nipples","Omnisexual","Paws","Penis","Pussy","Reptile","Rubber","Short Story","Straight","Topless","Transformation","Transgender","Wings"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1182556-the-knock-weird-transformation","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rn67lkG1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/74/fc/74fcc03f-c29c-4372-a632-cfeb68af93c3","description":"Don't open your door to strange people. Or rabbits.  \n  \nYou know those transformation stories on Devart? One paragraph of introduction, then three paragraphs of transformation? With a dry, very basic description of the change? Clearly written by a newbie writer?  \n  \nThis is what happens when someone writes TF for 10 years, then tries to write something that bare-bones.  \n  \nNeedless to say, I failed.","content":"Malik Turner opened his eyes.\n\nHe was staring at a headboard.\n\nHe blinked, and rolled out of bed, in a flannel shirt and boxers.\n\nHis phone said it was mid-morning, Saturday.\n\nTime for a rousing breakfast of sugary cereal, followed by the healthy exercise of pressing buttons on a piece of plastic and yelling into a headset.\n\n_Sugar; almost as good as caffeine!_\n\nSomeone knocked on the door.\n\n\"Mmmpfr?\" Malik said.\n\nAnother knock.\n\nHe cleared his throat. \"_'M comin'!_\"\n\nAnd he went.\n\nHad he been less discombobulated, he might've checked the peephole first. But he was busy kicking his roommmate's bike helmet out of the way. And sneering at it.\n\nHe also neglected to use the chain, so he was completely at the mercy of...of...\n\nHis first solid thought was\u0026nbsp;_shiny_. Second was\u0026nbsp;_female_. Third was\u0026nbsp;_bunny_.\n\nAnd that about summed it up, really.\n\nThe woman in front of him was dressed in some sort of weird, kinky bunny costume. Mostly glossy black, with sections of matte rubber.\n\nShe wore a professional-looking white polo shirt, and matching baseball cap.\n\nThe logo said \"SLICK INTL\".\n\nNo pants, because of course there weren't.\n\nMalik stared.\n\nThe rabbit raised an eyebrow, and wiggled her nose.\n\nVery realistic costume, very cute.\n\n...She was waiting for him to say something.\n\nHe said the first thing that came to his sleep-addled brain: \"Kevin's not here.\"\n\nThe rabbit nodded, like she had expected it. \"Hello! I'm the Victoria Day Hare.\"\n\nMalik blinked. \"This is Minnesota.\"\n\n\"Canada isn't\u0026nbsp;_just_\u0026nbsp;a geographic location-\"\n\n\"Pretty sure it is.\"\n\n\"-it's a state of mind.\"\n\n\"Does that state of mind involve saying 'eh' and apologizing for everything?\"\n\n\"Look, we've spent enough time on banter, and the readers are getting antsy for the transformation, so let's just get it started, shall we?\"\n\n\"What do you-\"\n\nAnd then she was hugging him.\n\nIt wasn't..._entirely_\u0026nbsp;unpleasant. The slick-looking material was surprisingly grippy, her curves were surprisingly warm, and her crotch was surprisingly-\n\nWait, what was that?\n\nMalik then did something quite peculiar. He tried to jerk his hips away from a woman - he wasn't entirely sure about that last part - who was currently holding him very tightly around the midsection.\n\n\"What's wrong?\" She looked very innocent, very confused.\n\n\"Look, it's not that I'm against people like you,\u0026nbsp;_per se_, but, ah,\u0026nbsp;_I'm_\u0026nbsp;just not into that kind of thing.\"\n\nHer ears wilted a little. \"The latex?\"\n\n\"No.\"\n\n\"Rabbits?\"\n\n\"No.\"\n\n\"Anthropomorphic representations of holidays?\"\n\n\"No.\"\n\n\"It's the penis, isn't it.\"\n\n\"Well...\"\n\n\"Good. I thought it was the egg I stuffed down the back of your pants.\"\n\nMalik blinked. \"What?\"\n\n\"Egg. Pants. Down back of.\" She rolled her eyes. \"Pay attention.\"\n\nMalik stepped away, and the Hare let him go. He reached back. There was something nestled in his crack, probably by the waistband.\n\nSomething that collapsed as he touched it. Like a cross between an egg and a soap bubble.\n\n\"What did you\u0026nbsp;_do_\u0026nbsp;to me?\"\n\n\"Me?\u0026nbsp;_You_\u0026nbsp;popped it!\"\n\n\"That's not what I-_graaah_!\"\n\nAnd with that, he slammed the door.\n\n\"See you soon!\" the Hare called through the door.\n\n\"What's\u0026nbsp;_that_\u0026nbsp;supposed to mean?\" Malik muttered.\n\nHe reached into his boxers, slid his finger down his crack. There was something wet there, but no fragments, no eggshell.\n\nHe kept sliding. The liquid, whatever it was, had reached his anus. He traced a finger around the outside, before going two-knuckles deep, with two fingers.\n\nHe bit his lip, stared at nothing, continued to massage his-\n\nWait,\u0026nbsp;_what_?\n\nMalik pulled his hand out of his underpants fast enough to leave friction burns. He stared at his hand for a second, then bought it closer to his face, flinched, realized it didn't actually smell like fecal matter-\n\nIt smelt like rubber.\n\nHe had to call 911.\n\nThe cordless was across the room.\n\nMalik took one step, and collapsed.\n\nHis legs weren't working. He could feel them, feel the cool floor they were touching, but they didn't respond.\n\nFine. He'd crawl.\n\nA sudden stab of pain at his tailbone. He reached back and found...\n\nA spike. Right at his coccyx.\n\n_What the-_\n\nMore pain, a few inches up. Then another. And another.\n\nHe curled into a ball, cursing. What was happening to him?\n\nThe phone.\n\nHe had to reach the phone.\n\nAnd so he crawled, as the spikes shot up his spine. As his hips widened. As his buttcrack seemed to slowly seal, starting from his tailbone down.\n\nEventually, everything between his coccyx and taint was just smooth flesh. Which meant that he couldn't stick his fingers up his-\n\nWhat was\u0026nbsp;_happening_\u0026nbsp;to him?\n\nThe phone seemed very far away, but he kept crawling.\n\nHis legs started to twitch.\n\nThe...growth covered his taint. His balls vanished into the smooth flesh. And then, and then-\n\nNo, wait, they couldn't take his\u0026nbsp;_dick_!\n\nMalik stopped, rolled over, tried to get a good look at his cock. The growth was wiggling. Stretching. Growing.\n\nAnd then his brand-new tail uncoiled, pushing down his boxers, exposing his crack, his new, thicker booty, his...\n\nHe had a\u0026nbsp;_vagina_\u0026nbsp;now?\n\nYeah, that sure felt like it.\n\nSo where was his dick?\n\nAs it happened, it was at the end of his tail.\n\nMalik stared for a second. Then he held out his hand, and without even having to think about it, laid his tailcock in his palm.\n\nThe color was different. Dark at the tip, green toward the base. Shape was wrong. The black color spread from the base back up toward his tailbone.\n\nHe had a\u0026nbsp;_tail_. A big, raptor-style tail.\n\nMalik giggled.\n\nThe spikes had paused somewhere between his shoulderblades, and now they resumed their march. But instead of heading upward toward his head, they went south.\n\nThey'd probably meet the color somewhere in the middle.\n\nSo. He didn't have control of his legs, but he did have control of his tail.\n\nHe kept crawling.\n\nIt was harder, now, because his vagina kept rubbing against the ground. His breath came shorter and shorter.\n\nAnd then he began to leak.\n\nFunny. He couldn't move his legs, but he could still feel them. He could still feel the juice from his\n\n_(pussy)_\n\nnew equipment stick to his legs, crawl around them, wrap them in black, and spread toward his feet.\n\nHe kept crawling.\n\nHis feet flexed. The black fused them into a solid lump.\n\nHe kept crawling.\n\nBlack dripped from his thick lips, over his face. He made strange, animal noises, eyes glazed.\n\nHe sweated.\n\nSomething flexed under the black sheath that had replaced his feet. Something that split into three dangerous-looking claws on each foot.\n\nThe strange black liquid only covered him to his thighs, where it lightened toward green. The same sort of green as his dick, it happened.\n\nDoubtless a coincidence.\n\nMalik reached for a barstool, and pulled himself up to the kitchen counter, with some effort.\n\nHe plucked the phone off its cradle.\n\nHe stared at it.\n\nThen he stuck it into his vagina.\n\nShortly therafter, the phone slipped from his fingers, and he sat there, panting in the afterglow.\n\nIf there had been anyone else in the apartment, they would've noticed that his teeth seemed awfully sharp, amd the lower half of his face was covered in that black goop.\n\nHis tongue lolled out of his mouth. It licked his lips.\n\nSomeone knocked at the door.\n\nIt wasn't a bunny. That was..._kinda_\u0026nbsp;disappointing.\n\n-Q-\n\nWhen the door opened, Alex saw...a lizard-woman in a weird, mostly flesh-colored costume.\n\n\"Hi,\" she said. \"You're Kevin's girlfriend, right?\"\n\nThe woman shook her head. She was wearing a flannel men's shirt and nothing else.\n\n\"Look,\" Alex said, \"I don't want to interrupt if this is some kinda sex thing, but...I live next door, and I heard the noises, and I just wanted to make sure they were okay. Keven and Malik, I mean.\"\n\nSomething hit the floor.\n\nThere was some sort of dark liquid, dripping down the lizard-lady's thighs. Wait-she wasn't wearing underwear, and-\n\nWhat was\u0026nbsp;_wrong_\u0026nbsp;with her\u0026nbsp;_vagina_?\n\nAnd how fast could Alex get her pepper spray out?\n\n\"You...you should really get that looked at.\"\n\n\"No,\" the stranger mumbled. \"Feel great.\"\n\nHer flannel shirt creaked. Something pressed against it from the inside.\n\nAlex frowned. \"Dude, what's going on with your-\"\n\nThe shirt burst open. The buttons clattered to the floor.\n\nThey both looked down.\n\nShe had a\u0026nbsp;_massive_\u0026nbsp;set of tits on his chest. Big, fat, black areolae.\n\nThose couldn't be real.\n\nOne of the nipples dripped some sort of dark goo. It rolled down the curve slowly-\n\nAlex swallowed, and looked the taller woman in the eye.\n\n\"...I should go.\"\n\nThe strange woman caught her arm. \"No. Stay.\"\n\n\"But-\"\n\nAs her wings unfolded, they destroyed what was left of her shirt.\n\n\" **Stay,**\" the dragon said.\n\n-Q-\n\n# \"The Knock\"\n\n2017 Nequ  \nCC By-SA-NC  \nFan stories and fanart welcome.","series":{"name":"Shinyfication","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/981708-sloppycat-partial-latex-corruption.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1295041-4-on-the-floor-f-h-latex-drone-tftg.json"}}