FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

(M TF Equine-like creature)

Soluna had strawberry blond hair and cyan eyes. She was fairly tall, fairly athletic, fairly busty, and in a decidedly unfair situation. She sat in a large box shaped cage on the back of a wagon as it clattered constantly from the very uneven ground. It was navigating a forest now so there was no real road- just padded down ground. It was warm in the day but now evening fell and the stars were just starting to shine. Her clothing was torn in several places from the tussle before she had been tossed in the cage. The wagon was being drawn by a single behemoth of a horse and driven by a single behemoth of a man. His dark chocolate skin and defined but sleek muscles would have turned her on, if she were not so damn mad at him. His head was bald and tattooed with a map of the globe. He had a long barrel bolt action rifle by his side with over twenty notches in the side of the barrel from all his successful hunts.

Soluna leaned once again on the front of her cage and grabbed the bars for balance. "So... what is your name anyway?"

"Wayne, Wayne Van Harthlin. Sorry for the bumpy ride by the way. You're probably bouncing around like a billiard ball back there. This is the next closest path to Stormund, without going around the mountains... and that would take a week."

"Could take me out of the cage so I don't crack my head open on one of these bars."

Wayne chuckled. "Not gunna happen."

Wayne is a bounty hunter, Soluna his current hunt... or at this point, prize. He just needed to get her to Stormund where she is wanted. Unfortunately for him, his capture came at an inconvenient time for everyone- the bridge back to the city had given out. There had been a lot of rain to the east which caused the river to flood all the way down here- the flooding washed the base of the bridge away causing it to collapse. The path they rode on now was fine for people walking, but a wagon was a bit too heavy, the wheels occasionally sank into a softer pocket of land causing the whole thing to rock violently, and even the horse occasionally stepped on uneven ground and reared up in protest. Horses are meant for the plains, not forests.

"I am innocent! Is the money on my head worth killing an innocent woman?"

"I'm not going to kill you. If I wanted you dead I could have shot you long ago... and you'd have been easier to transport. And if your innocent, they won't kill ya neither."

Soluna sighed and shivered a bit, clutching her ravaged clothes to herself. "It don't work like that. If the guards can make my head roll to say their jobs done, they will. I am just a bar wench, no one but me cares if I die. I have no one to vouch for me. Guilty till proven innocent."

Wayne bowed his head silently for over a minute. "Might be that's true. I am just following orders though. The law asked you be brought in, so I am bringin' you in. If I let you go, I'd be breaking the law myself." He chuckled again. "Then I'd have to turn myself in. Wonder if you can claim a bounty on your own head?"

Soluna felt so exhausted. She had been making a mad dash for days to get away from Stormund to avoid capture. As soon as the guards told her to stay put for questioning she started eavesdropping and found out she was a suspect. As soon as Soluna heard that she knew she was doomed if she stuck around. No friends or living family to vouch for her, anything she said herself would be disregarded. It did not even make sense when you think about it- the man who was murdered was not a small nor weak person. Soluna was pretty tall and not exactly weak, but she is still a woman- a barmaid, did they really think she could overpower that guy? Not to mention if she stole his riches, then where are they? Her home is tiny, it isn't hard to search and figure out there is no valuables there. Soluna slouched down with her back to the front of the cage. She likely would have passed out there if her head didn't get clacked against the bars every few seconds when the wagon rocked. She seen a shooting start high above, immediately wishing on it to have her freedom back. She was desperate enough to rely on fairy-tale legends to come save her. To her surprise though the shooting star seemed to suddenly flash brighter a moment... and then change direction. It came at them so fast she barely had enough time to even comprehend what was happening and then everything went black.

Soluna woke up slowly. The ground under her was cool but the sun was warm and comforting. Wait.. ground?! She sat up quickly looking around and seen splintered trees and an annihilated wagon. The cage she had been in was destroyed- something extremely powerful struck the top corner of the cage and tore a third of it clean off. The wagon lost the right back wheel from the impact which sent the entire thing toppling onto its side, which caused Soluna to roll out the missing section of the cage onto the ground. She looked herself over and seemed no worse than the night before, aside from a few small burn holes in her clothing joining the several rips that were already in them. It was evening, almost night when that all happened but it was clearly day now, so she had been unconscious all night! As she stood up she seen Wayne, and he also seen her at the same time, immediately pointing his rifle at her, though he was not holding it in a way he could fire it at the moment.

"Don't get any ideas. We are in the middle of the damn forest, you have better odds of getting lost and starving to death than you do of gettin' away."

"What the hell even happened?"

"A meteor fell and almost hit us. Wagon isn't moving, and the horse ran off while I was unconscious so we have no way out of the forest other than on foot, but we are really deep in. We run off in any old direction we will get lost and die. I am not much of a survival expert but I know not to take risks, the wilds aren't forgiving. Especially around here- there are manticore in these parts. So if you want to survive the beasts of the forest, you need a weapon. And I have the weapon. So don't run." He motioned to the twisted cage. "Because I have nothing to put you in anymore."

"So... what do we do?"

Wayne shrugged. "Walk. Keep an eye out for anything edible." He pointed away from the back of the wagon. "That way, stay just ahead of me so I can see you and also cover our asses if something approaches. The horse was spooked by the meteor and bolted so we are no where near the trail, but going so quickly chewed the ground up a bit, the wagon made visible tracks we can follow back, at least part way to where we were." Wayne sighed. "Really am sorry 'bout all this ma'am. We both got bum luck now."

Soluna tried not to gawk, but Wayne's own shirt got badly torn in the accident, so it only covered his gut and one arm- most of his chest and one arm were bare. She could swear he looked even more muscular. Maybe it was just because he now had a bag of supplies slung over his shoulder that he salvaged from the wagon. As they walked, Wayne was having a bit of trouble. The muscles in his lower legs kept twitching and his ankles kept getting sore quickly, forcing more of his weight on the front of his feet, which made him walk a bit weird. He looked himself over when he woke up and there did not seem to be any injuries. He felt a tightening in his chest too that he could not place his finger on. Bruised a rib, maybe?

Wayne had a hard time concentrating, and Soluna noticed immediately. He had been pretty talkative on their ride, trying to comfort her and failing to. Now he was almost silent though. She glanced back every now and then and he usually did not even notice. He seemed to be breathing heavier than he should- they were not walking very quickly. Every now and then they would spot a mushroom growing in the shade or a berry, but then just look at each other nervously and keep walking- neither sure if it was poison or not and not wanting to take the risk. As Soluna walked in front of him, Wayne did think it was a shame she was a wanted criminal. She was very good looking. He was almost tempted to ask her out, but given that she could be executed as a criminal soon, that seemed like a poor investment. Since he was holding her captive she was more likely to bust him in the teeth than agree to anything he said. Wayne winced and shifted his weight forward again, now almost walking exclusively on the fronts of his feet. They needed to break soon, his body was aching. When Soluna finally spotted a large raspberry bush, Wane suggested they stop there and make camp. Wandering around a bit to look for firewood he also spotted a rare Roseblush Cranberry bush as well- a shame they had to eat them to survive, the rare pale pink cranberries were worth a lot of money. He asked her if she had any wounds from the crash as he lit the fire for their days camp, but she said no. It seemed baffling. He was sore in several places and she was fine? She was bouncing around in a solid metal cage when it happened, how the hell did she get out perfectly fine?

Bored and worried, they rest at the camp from late afternoon onward, eating berries for their dinner. Wayne seemed fine, but he was unusually tired for having been unconscious for almost the same time Soluna had been, and she was more tired when she initially got knocked out. Wayne produced a pack of cards he had in the supply bag to keep them entertained till the night was on them.

Soluna smiled timidly toward him and seemed to be staring, causing Wayne to raise a brow at her across the fire. "What?"

"Like what you see?" She crossed an arm under her bust and hefted them under her torn shirt.

Wayne blushed. "You are a looker, but you aren't negotiating your way out of this with that body of yours. Besides, we need to focus on getting out of here alive first."

"Mmm, well, you just seemed... happy to have my company." She nodded toward him, looking at his crotch. Wayne glanced down then quickly stood up to leave into the dark.

"Where you off to in such a hurry?"

"Anywhere- just... around. Stretch my legs." He hustled into the darkness.

"... wasn't he complaining his legs hurt just a bit ago?"

As soon as he was a safe distance from the campfire he quickly opened up his pants. He had a small panic attack when she pointed it out- there was a huge bulge in his pants! Bigger than it should have been able to be. He took his junk out and sure enough, it was bigger. His shaft only in a semi chub was much thicker and looking a bit pink. His balls were much bigger than they should be able to be! Balls are not supposed to ever get bigger! He gently prod it with his fingers, thinking it was swollen from some reaction to something, but it did not feel swollen or more tender than normal. His examination woke up his already started erection and caused it to rise up. Once at full mast he noted it was longer than normal too. He needed to tame this thing before he returned to camp or she was going to be all over him and complicate matters. He sat on a stump and grabbed up his shaft and masturbated in the cool night air. Being fresh in his memory and indeed quite good looking, he visualized Soluna as he masturbated. He cradled his now very large balls in his other hand, noting where his scrotum met his taint the skin was abnormally thick and stiff. He needed to see an apothecary when he got back to the city. Likely due to the enlarged size of his nuts, he came explosively almost stumbling off the stump. Wayne fixed himself up the best he could, tucked his enlarged junk back in his pants and returned to camp, going to sleep soon after.

In his dream, he was confronted by one of the Stormund city guard, asking him if he had anywhere he could take Soluna to live. Wayne answered that he owned a modest plot of land in the town of Tallground she could live on if they needed somewhere to put her. The guard then ripped his clothes and skin off revealing Soluna underneath. She cried out in glee like she had just found her freedom. He wasn't going to take her there! Wayne raised the rifle to tell her to stop trying to manipulate things but the words that came out of his mouth were instead 'your face is beautiful'. Confused and a bit afraid why he couldn't control what he said, he pulled the trigger on the rifle but rather than a bullet, it shot a rope of cum at her! He abruptly woke up the next morning, just staring into space for several minutes wondering what the hell sort of dream that was. He then noticed Soluna laying right beside him looking at him.

"W-what are you doing here?"

"Lost in the forest, remember?"

"I mean beside me."

"What, don't like my company? It was cold so I wanted to share warmth, we don't have tents. Jeeze, it it bothers you that much..."

She went to stand up but he placed a hand on her shoulder. "Its... fine. I was just confused is all. I have been feeling off for a while now. The crash must have scrambled me more than I thought."

Soluna hid her grin well. While Wayne was still very much confused and a bit out of it, Soluna had a clear head and was starting to put it together. It seemed insane but it was the only explanation she could think of- the shooting star granted her wish! It looked like it changed direction mid-flight, and it was a meteor supposedly that derailed them. And while she got out of the crash with no additional wounds, Wayne was having problems. Everything seemed to be aligning in favor of her escape. On top of that, something strange was happening to Wayne. From being unconscious most of yesterday and then them setting up a camp pretty early, she was not too tired, and too caught up in awe to go to sleep, and watched Wayne as he slept. The hairline on the back of his head seemed to grow down his neck slightly, the bridge of his nose became wider, and his ears were now pointed. He groaned several times in his sleep too and shifted around, and several of those times when he moved his legs around they made several audible pops like his joints weren't sitting right. She had no idea what was happening to him, or how it related to her freedom, though.

Wayne sat up slowly but then looked around nervously and told Soluna he needed to go to the bathroom before hustling off again. His morning wood was so big it wasn't even in his pants! It was under his shirt, having exceeded the space available in his pants. His legs felt so weird, they seemed... longer? He absolutely could not stand on any part other than the front of his feet, but most pressing was his genitals. Did he rub his crotch against some deadly exotic plant or something?! He stopped at the minimal safe distance away, since his legs were not cooperating and he took his genitals out again. His balls looked a little bit bigger again, and a lot pinker, making them look odd against his dark skin. His dick was so long it reached past his naval a bit, and was quite thick, making it seem bloated, and it was also a lot pinker. He examined strange bumps on the shaft too, but they formed a perfect line down his shaft and were perfectly even spaced- too uniform to be some random breakout. He lifted a leg to get a look at what was happening there and his heart skipped a beat when he seen how oddly shaped it was! His thigh muscles looked bigger, but from toes to ankle his foot had grown and lengthened tremendously! He took his shoe off and examined still closer and his toes no longer moved individually. They were compressed against one another, looking like someone had squashed his foot somehow, but it did not hurt at all. It only hurt when he tried to walk like he used to- because his leg was no longer shaped to walk that way. This was no reaction to plant life. It seemed like strange magic, but there was no one out here to cast spells- Soluna was a barmaid, she can't even read, let alone cast spells. He needed to get back to civilization and get this checked out before it spreads! If his legs keep changing he may not even be able to walk and be trapped here! Wayne put his junk back in his pants the best he could, having to sit his cock sideways along the inside of the waistband hoping it would be restrained enough.

He quickly hustled back to camp as Soluna was dousing the fire. "We need to get moving!"

Soluna raised a brow at the urgency in his voice. "Yea I know, I am putting the fire out to get moving."

"Y-you don't understand, something strange is happening to me, I need to get to an apothecary or... maybe a magister?" He turned his side to her and hiked up a pant leg for a moment to show her his deformed leg.

Soluna gasped. What was the fallen star doing to him?! "Does it hurt...? What is even happening to you exactly?"

Wayne shook his head. "It only hurts if I step on it wrong. The bones... ache a bit, not too bad. My joints feel stiff... they are probably still changing."

They once again fell in line, with Soluna in the lead and Wayne taking up the rear with rifle in hand. He made sure they hustled now, going at a faster pace today. He did not tell her, but he was not entirely sure he could still operate the rifle. His ring and index fingers were locked- half curled and divided from his other fingers, and they no longer responded to any input, though the rest of his hand worked fine. You could technically operate a gun with two fingers and a thumb, but not well, and the fact his body still tensed in impending changes did not fill him with confidence. The last thing he needed was for Soluna to take control of the gun, hold him up, take their supplies and leave him in the forest for dead. As they walked he shifted uncomfortably as his clothes seemed to rub him the wrong way constantly. It took him a while to realize it was because they were tighter on him than they should be... he was slowly getting bigger. They were about the same height before, but now he was noticeably taller than Soluna. He started to walk a little bo legged as he felt some strange growth behind his balls, where the stiff skin had been the other night. What on earth was that?! His pants hugged too tightly on his waist and he felt something... twitch, his tailbone moved slightly. Without a word to Soluna in the middle of the afternoon he turned to shift his pants and the greater movement in his leg caused it to pop and the bones to shift again, which caused a spike of changes. He quickly fell to the ground on his hands and knees. He cried out in surprise more than pain as his hands started to forcefully shift shape. It sertainly looked painful, but actually the only thing that hurt was his fall. Soluna of course stopped and turned immediately as soon as he cried out. She had been turning and peeping at him as they walked the whole day.

His hands almost looked like they were ripping in half but it was just the mass moving around, drawing into the center and then being redistributed. His ring and index were almost entirely unaffected by it, though his thumb was drawn toward the center getting changed now too. He straightened his legs at the sensation of them growing and sure enough, his feet dragged across the ground as his legs stretched longer. His thighs became extremely muscular. He found feel his toes all pressing into one another, then the mass that used to be his toes surged in size, and then it felt like something solid sliding out of them quickly! He lifted both in turn to kick away his now useless shoes and get a look at the contents and his heart jumped at the radically different shape. What the hell was he even looking at. In place of his toes was now a single narrow hook shaped bone! He still had two toes left, with extra thick nails on them, but they had very limited mobility and sort of just dangled at the base of the hook just below his ankle's new position. He cried out in surprise again and was forced to fall forward a bit to his elbows as his entire arms grew a bit bigger and quite a bit longer. His hands were changing to radically, and his eyes went wide as he recognized the feeling. What had been his pinky and ring fingers joined together with his thumb in the center of his hand and then from that a huge, narrow bone hook grew again like his feet. The difference between foot and hand now was the two remaining digits were in the back with a backward facing hook on his feet, and on his hands the hook faced forward and the two remaining digits in front of that were considerably larger and more mobile. He flexed it several times, trying to figure out how it was supposed to work. The hook was technically his thumb, and it still worked like one, just... with a gigantic claw. Then he remembered ungulates walk on what is basically their toe nail. She shakily started to stand up again, placing weight on the hooks and they automatically locked their joints in place. It worked! He could stand on the hooks like they were hooves. The hooks and the bulky nails on his digits were all dark grey. Because it was not in his line of sight, he did not notice his hair was starting to fade to grey as well.

Soluna had been standing stunned the entire time with her hands cupped over her mouth. "Are you... ok? Can you stand?!"

Wayne tried to get up but on all fours was as far as he could get, asking her for help. Soluna helped him get up, and once on his feet he could stay up, though it was a bit precarious. This was the moment he was afraid of. He motioned down to the supply bag and gun on the ground. He did not want to trust her with the rifle, but there was absolutely no way he could operate it with mutated limbs like this, and someone needed to use it if a monster found them. He could still carry the supply bag over his shoulder at least, once she helped pick it up for him. If anything he was stronger and could carry it easier than ever. Wayne's midsection was showing more and more as his clothing fit him less and less. He was still slowly growing bigger. It was not too long after this that they had to set up camp, early again, again because he was having difficulty walking. Soluna was worried for him now as well. She was still pretty sure whatever was happening is because of the shooting star, but she had no idea what it was doing to him. This night they had no food. There was nothing nearby she could find for him and insisted he not push himself further right now. Had had been trying to comfort her when she was his captive, but now she was the one comforting him. She sat right up against him as they watched the fire, and tried her best to comfort him.

After a while it was followed by a long silence. Soluna could not help but reach out and touch his chest. Not only was it torn in half, his shirt was now also stretched skin tight on his growing body. His pectoral muscles were huge and firm. His arm muscles had grown too, and his upper leg muscles. He did not know what to say about the soft dainty little hand feeling up his chest so he said nothing. She slunk her way in front more and came up for a kiss, stealing it before he could react.

"W-woah! What do you think you're doing?!"

"Oh c'mon. Like I can't see the massive bulge in your pants. If it gets much bigger it's going to explode out on its own!"

She shoved him back playfully and it did not take much for him to lose his balance and roll off the back of the log they had been sitting on and Soluna climbed onto him. Straddling his hips she reached down to pull his pants down and they were both surprised at what they seen. His balls and dick were pale pink and bright pink- neither coming anywhere close to matching his skin color. Even stranger though, his balls were cupped on the bottom by what almost looked like a beetle shell- it was made of skin but was very thick and hard. She pulled back on one half and the testicle moved with it. The scrotum was fused to the underside of the armored skin. His dick was working up from half erect so it was still much thicker than long, and looked still more different. There was soft ridges around the shaft, at the front of each one was one of the bumps from before, but now the bumps were all larger and firmer. The glans were stretched wide, losing a lot of its definition from the shaft, as if it had not grown with the rest. The bands on his dick sort of reminded Soluna of the medial ring of a horses cock... except there was a lot of them. She watched it, mesmerized by it as it became fully erect, and then shrugged- a dick is a dick.

She slid her own torn pants off and mounted him, letting him just lay there and rest while she rode him. Soluna also dropped her tits out of her shirt to give him a show. She slid herself down slowly, not sure how something like this would feel, and not having taken something so large in her before. The ribs were the hard part, she had to pause at each one. They were much more solid than the shaft itself, and the bumps stuck out and dragged against the walls of her vagina. It felt good once it was inside of her, but hurt a little popping each one in. To ease him in she had his dick at an angle and was leaned over him, nudging herself back to push a little more in every second or two, each time causing her boobs to wobble just over his chest, close enough that her erect nipples rubbed on him. He was breathing heavily as she approached bottom and he started to thrust gently into her, without even meaning to. His hips jerked a bit on their own from the pleasure. His breaths were so deep- his lungs were now much larger than normal. Once she was fully on him she started to bounce on his crotch and he groaned and moaned in pleasure. He was so verbal of his enjoyment she almost could not hear his bones pop. The veins in his neck throbbed and his entire neck got thicker and his vertebrae popped as new segments were created. His tail bone started to get a bit longer and forked. Soluna started to cry out a bit louder in a mix of pleasure and panic as she realized his cock was doing more than just throbbing- it was starting to grow a little big longer again. His balls grew bigger again as well, and the two armored segments started to grow tremendously, though not in thickness. Soluna had to scramble awkwardly forward a bit, and then a bit more as he came dangerously close to pounding her cervix, which would hurt- a lot. She also noticed now closer to his head, his eyes looked a bit.. milky. His neck was getting huge, and all of his muscles seemed to tense up at once. He slammed into her one more time and she was almost ready to jump off to avoid getting her internal organs realigned, but he was at his limit- he wasn't going any deeper than that. He came explosively and the blood rushed to the head of his cock almost painfully. It stretched even wider, and rounder. It grew three times in size, looking almost identical to a horses flare, except with a smooth corona, aside from a single huge bump on the bottom. He lay there breathing heavily and looking off with a dazed expression so Soluna just let him rest. He faded to sleep and she snuggled up beside his huge body to sleep herself.

The next day Wayne woke startled, yelling in a panic for Soluna to help, waking her up immediately with him. He could not see! And he could not feel his legs! Soluna quickly found the source of his leg problem- he had grown so large in his sleep his pants were cutting off the circulation to his legs! She had to quickly get a knife from their supply bag and cut her pants off of him. His legs were immediately filled with prickly tingling as the blood returned and slowly woke them up. He still could not see barely anything though. As he looked around he noticed he could see shapes, but that was about it. Everything looked so tremendously blurry, and all colors were so badly faded that he could barely tell what anything was. The only reason he could see Soluna is because he assumed she was the only thing that was moving. She told him about his eyes- they were covered in what looked like a grey film. His hair was also grey now, and his facial hair had grown in alarmingly fast... and felt oddly soft. He also grew in thick hair on his chest and forearms that felt more like fur than hair. Though they grew in during sex, they both only just now noticed he had a tail of pale grey hair. It looked like a braided horse tail, but actually it was two tails coiled around one another.

What Soluna did not realize is that like Wayne told her before, her odds of escape by herself on foot were dismal. But she also could not go free if she was with Wayne. So to create a solution the fallen star was turning Wayne into a mount for her to ride to freedom on. He had another dream of his seldom visited property in Tallground- a place Soluna could be brought to be safe. The problem is, being a shooting star, it was from a different part of the universe, it doesn't know any of the species on THIS planet. So its transforming Wayne into a beast from another planet altogether. Its eyes are decoy- the creature is blind, so Wayne's sight will continue to leave him, and his eyeballs will become solid objects, almost like glass. The reason it has two tails is because it uses its tails like a brush, to paint a pheromone trail onto the ground, controlling its intensity by tightening the twist between the two tails or loosening it. The creatures relied heavily on communication with one another, and scent was one of the methods. Wayne also had a bone spur sticking out of the middle of his forehead, a budding horn, but not looking like much of one yet.

Wayne again needed Soluna's help standing, and even then his increased body weight made it hard to remain upright, he leaned forward quite a bit. The creature is quadruped- but his hips have not changed yet. Soluna could not help but look at his crotch to see the huge equipment jostle around but found she couldn't. Overnight the protective shell continued to grow and now encapsulated his entire groin. She lifted a segment off a bit just to take a peek- the inside was lined with pink flesh. The pinkening skin ended where the shell did- the creature does not have a sheath like a horse does, so to protect its genitals and keep them still when running, it closes this shell around them. When it relaxes to open, the two segments become limp and just hang behind its balls like two cloth segments- the blood drains from them into the shaft. Once they were done examining his changes, they once again set out to try and find their way from the forest. Wayne was entirely naked now, his pants cut off, his shirt just shredded off on its own while they slept.

They started to smell smoke, and tried to hustle thinking they had found someone else camping in the woods, but they found what looked like the aftermath of a small forest fire. Wayne's joints felt stiff again. His body started to groan quietly, like he was growing too big for his own skeleton. His body was trying to change more. They soon found why, when they got to the edge of the crater. The actual meteor was only about as big as Soluna's torso, the crater it made was as wide as three homes, and all the trees in an even bigger radius were scorched, splintered, or burned completely away. Even the ground was black from a brief taste of cosmic flames. Wayne started to groan loudly as his bones creaked. Soluna asked if he was ok, even though she knew what must be happening. Being so close to the fallen star is inducing more changes. It also meant they were on the right track- they diverged from the path when the star fell, which means the path must be nearby.

Wayne fell onto all fours, letting out a loud grunt as he winded himself a bit. His hips shifted, popping and cracking loudly as they grew tremendously, widening his stance a lot as his glutes swelled gigantically to keep up- giving him a giant muscular ass. His anus puffed out a bit just like a horses. These creatures have a wide stance in their rear legs because while they are unable to walk on two legs- they ARE able to stand on two legs, which in turn allows them to use the digits on their front limbs to hold or manipulate things. Unfortunately this meant Wayne could not walk on two legs anymore- now that his hips shifted his posture and build would not allow it. He felt a sudden outburst and made a strange shrill cry, followed by another only with heavy reverberance, then let out a long loud sound that was half a human moan and half the reverberating cry. His neck started to grow longer, his hairline advancing down it in the other direction to give him a mane, and his entire torso started to grow a little bit longer. After crying out without even meaning to he inhaled deeply to replace the air, but when his lungs should have been full he kept going. His ribs clicked and he gasped, and then again, and then again. He kept taking in more air and his chest kept exploding in size, barreling out and completely obscuring any human shape it had.

The creature's body shape was identical to a horse, except for one minor detail. His chest felt like it was tightening back in for a moment, and then a sharp pain struck him for only a moment, as a bone blade erupted from the middle of his chest pointing up- or since he was on all fours, pointing forward. The sharp bone blade protected the creatures's collar. Unseen by either of them was also his heart, which was both huge and oddly shaped now. The creature's predators relied heavily on sound, so it had the ability to stop its own heart for several minutes to avoid its beating giving away the location. Its voice was shrill, but it rarely used its voice.

Wayne's eyesight faded the rest of the way, and long antennae looking things grew from his brow. There was four of them, the shortest barely sticking out at all, and the longest narrow stalk was about two inches. This is how they communicate mainly- they can transmit and read neural signals. Wayne's ears continued to grow out, developing the muscles at their base to pivot around as they became large and leaf shaped, curling in at the edges. His nose started to grow larger, his nostrils got longer but remained the same size. His facial hair turned fur started to overcome his face, and the fur mat on his forearms and chest consumed his upper body. The bottoms of his legs now had fur as well and a mat of fine fur advanced from the base of his tails covering his rump. He was panting heavily, but the changes seemed to stop. Not that there was much left at this point. Some patches of nude skin and his face was the only parts still left human. The hair on his head and tail continued to grow more pale, looking near white now, while the rest was base grey.

Soluna waved her hand in front of his face. "Hey... can you... still see me?"

Wayne spoke some... almost english. Not close enough for Soluna to understand mind you. His voice was strained as the reverberating sounds of the creature was mostly all he could produce, creating a jumble of the two that neither species would understand.

*So he can't speak anymore even... wow, that sucks.*

Wayne furrowed his brows. *That was not my thought...*

*Huh?*

It took them several minutes of confused half-thoughts to realize he could communicate telepathically. It took him a bit longer to realize how to turn it on and off so he was not just open to any thought from anywhere, because that would get confusing really fast.

*I am ok... for now. No idea how to fix this thought. I can't even look at myself.*

"Totally blind?"

*Yea, but I... sort of know where things are anyway. I don't know how or why. Move around for a second." Soluna quietly moved a few feet to the left, his face followed her exactly. *Yea, I don't know how but my mind seems to know what is going on around me automatically.*

"So... what do we do?"

*The same thing we have been doing. Get out of this forest. Maybe its the forest itself somehow that is doing this and I will turn back when we are out. We can't do anything IN the forest, so step one is leave. Then we can work on getting you to safety. I mean, transporting you to...*

There was a long pause. "To...?"

*What?*

"N-never mind, lets get going."

His mind seemed foggy, but she did not dwell on that thought long, at risk of him hearing hers. The transformation may be more than just physical. It took Wayne a bit to get his balance, not being used to walking on all fours, especially not on bone hooks. Whenever he stepped down it felt like they should probably buckle, or the joint would hurt but it never did- they lock in place to prevent that from happening. Even though they are the same size, these creatures likely could not carry as much on their backs as a horse, but could match or exceed a horse in speed.

Wayne and Soluna walked for a bit and found the trail again finally. Soluna actually noted that Wayne did not say anything, or react to finding the trail. She assumed he would be very happy about it. She had to point it out and then explain why it was good before she got the reaction she was expecting. His mind really was slipping. And his horn was getting bigger now to. It was like the horn was sucking his intelligence out. She felt really bad for him. She supposed he wasn't in any pain, but she also did not expect this to happen to him, and it is sort of her fault it happened. After following the trail for a bit Wayne started walking close to her, sniffing her hair as they walked. She looked at him and immediately noticed his horn much bigger- it actually looked like a horn now. Actually, it looked like a blade- it was narrow but broad like a sword blade, but made of dark grey bone like the hooks on his feet. She asked him why she can't just ride him instead of both of them having to walk. Wayne could not think of a reason so he bowed his front legs and let her climb onto his back. They walked for some time and finally got back to the main road. Not far south was the three way crossing and the path they originally tried to the collapsed bridge. Then it occurred to Soluna- the bridge was still being rebuilt, they STILL couldn't take that path. The trail they went on in the woods was the next closest, and the only option left to Stormund is all the way around the mountain range that cradled the forest on the north side. That would take a week at absolute best... they have no food and virtually no money. Soluna grinned a bit.

"So, where to, now that we are finally free of that cursed forest?"

*Forest cursed...?*

"J-just asking where we are going now."

*...to place I was bringing you to. The job said I should take you there.*

"To Stormund? Or... Tallground?"

*Tallground is good place!*

"Then lets go there first!"

There was a long pause and Soluna bit her lip nervously. Was he going to fall for it? She is a wanted woman in Stormund- no one knows who she is in Tallground, which means if she says she is a relative of Wayne and claims inheritance of the land, no one could say otherwise. Especially since Wayne himself isn't even human anymore. Was he human enough to see through the plot though? She heard creaking bone and leaned to the side, seeing his face was scrunched up in effort. He started grunting and snorting and the bones of his face started to click as it pushed out. His horn grew as his mind thought something was amiss but could not place it. The larger the horn grew the quieter those thoughts became. The horn looked like the blade of a claymore at this point. In a jumbled mix of sounds no one could interpret this face exploded outward quickly growing beyond any signs of humanity. The creatures finished face was very similar to a horse, except in place of two huge nostrils it had four. The nostrils had a flap of skin that allowed them to be closed off and invisible, and while they were extremely narrow they were also very long. They needed a fine sense of smell to pick up the details of their pheromone trails, so when one set of nostrils started to adjust to the local smells they close it off and switch to the other nostrils- so their sense of smell can never dull.

Without saying anything, Wayne shook his head, snorted and started to walk toward Tallground. Soluna was free! She nearly became another victim of lazy 'law enforcers'. She was so desperate she wished on a random shooting star- placing her fate in the hands of flying space garbage. And it worked. She was free! Soluna could take over the land Wayne owned and... she supposed keep him as a pet... with benefits? He seemed to keep his attraction for her, and that was made obvious thanks to his neural transmissions. She tried to speak to him a few more times along the way to his home in Tallground but she only got a few words here and there- 'what' or a 'mmhmm' till eventually he stopped responding at all. He slowed his walk and glanced back at her, so he heard what she was saying and listened, but no longer had words to reply with. He only transmitted emotions now- understanding, attraction, calm. He couldn't be a bounty hunter anymore but Soluna can make sure he is still happy regardless. And she promised- the next shooting star was his.