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On other days, James would grab his phone and grudgingly pull himself out of bed but today there was a smile when he opened his phone to see the intense stare of his favourite animal, a snow leopard he had as a wallpaper and nothing but the time and date. His birthdate. He excitedly scrolled through his phone, as he always did for his morning routine, to see if he received any wishes or digital gifts. He skimmed through the monotonous memes and the meaningless messages he'd received in his social media and emails. His brown eyes scoured everything before a sneer replaced his smile.

The young human let out a dejected sigh as he laid his phone on its charging mat. James planted his head onto the pillow and moved his hands underneath his dark brown hair. It was still an early weekend morning and what with time zones and everything as well. Perhaps later everyone will send their wishes, presents or even visit him! Surely they wouldn't have forgotten his birthday... right?

James went to check his phone again when a loud buzz came from the front door. He cracked a smile as the lithe man jumped out of his bed, still wearing a t-shirt and pyjama bottoms, and excitedly rushed through his apartment to the front door. He didn't bother to ask or look who it was before he threw open the door with a beaming grin. A grin that disappeared as he saw instead of his friends who paid him an "unexpected" visit, someone or rather something else stood in the hallway.

Its red and black latex work suit shined underneath the doorway lights. A matching, featureless latex mask of sorts covering its entire head and a dark red visor where its eyes would be. There was no discernible face, only something James could tell was vaguely canine-like. James could also tell by the visible musculature that the suit tightly clung to and the, rather large null bulge with a padlock printed on it, revealed the "individual" was male. With its "gender" or lack clearly on display; all its aforementioned features with the identification number printed on one side of its chest and a BingTek logo on the other side meant this was a drone. And not just any drone as a distinguishing hat told James, but a delivery drone.

"Uh... hi-"

"Delivery parcel for James L. Parker" The drone said. Its deep, yet monotonous voice boomed in the hallway.

James' confused stare went from the drone's dark red visor hiding its eyes to a small red box under its arm.

"Yes, that's me." James sputtered out "But I didn't-"

"Please Sign here," The drone interrupted, thrusting out a tablet with its rubber gloves.

"Alright..." James hesitated as he held his finger over the tablet "Who is it from?"

The drone didn't respond and silently stood in place. Was the thing even looking at him?

"Can you at least tell me who's it from before I accept it?"

There was an awkward pause before the drone suddenly spoke. Its concise and stoic voice gave James an uneasy shiver. It didn't have a metallic twang of robots or the artifice of synthesised speech. It was organic, yet at the same time not? James had difficulty telling what exactly was off with the drone's speech.

"The sender is confidential."

"You can't be serious!"

The drone merely stood in place, as if it was ignoring the human.

"Parcel is sent through BingTek Internal Operations Courier Service. Details of the sender are confidential per BingTek InfoSec guidelines. Please sign here."

Nothing about the drone made sense, but if it's sent by BingTek itself, maybe one of his friends working at the company sent a present? Did he have any friends who worked at BingTek? He wasn't too sure. Still, though, he couldn't turn the package away. If it was BingTek it could be... well anything. Whatever it was though, it was specifically for him.

James gingerly signed the tablet and in an instant, the drone shoved the package into his empty hand and walked off without a word, leaving a bewildered man holding a red box containing goodness knows what. Befuddled, James closed the front door and gawked at the box. It looked like a perfectly normal red cardboard box with the BingTek logo embossed on every side. What the heck could be in it? Unsettled by the whole experience, he decided to throw the box onto the sofa for now, preferring to go back to his phone to see if anything popped up.

James collapsed onto the sofa, eyes on the verge of tears. The dark living room did little to improve his mood. He bitterly looked at his phone again, nothing. Nothing at all as it has been through the entire day. He held his hope up until the night yet not a single person remembered his birthday. Everyone merely went about their day, chatting to him without recognising it. But when a close friend discussed with James a gift work they did for someone else, it finally broke him.

Fuckers, all of them.

He wiped a growing tear with the sleeve of his shirt and threw his phone at the nearby lounge chair before slamming his head down onto one of the couch cushions. Ouch! Something poked his back as he tossed around. His eyes went wide. The package! James swiftly sat upright and dug around for the package in between the cushions. The red box was mildly scruffed, James hoped whatever was inside wasn't damaged by his carelessness.

Jame's took a closer look at the box, seeing one side slightly recessed. Ah, it must be a sleeve. He grabbed the sleeve and carefully pulled it off unveiling...

A whole load of packing paper.

Surely he wasn't sent packing paper. James upturned the contents of the box onto the sofa, dropping the paper alongside a silvery bag and a folded piece of paper that certainly wasn't packing paper. He curiously went for the silvery bag first, looking at the large M logo and the words underneath.

Metables

A BingTek Transformatiks Brand

Metables? Transformatiks? He heard of them before. They were some sort of BingTek division responsible for making transformative food. Transformative food...

For the first time in the entire day, James had a genuine smile. Can it be true? He had a transformation trigger, right in his hands? He had to know more and be sure. It could be an elaborate prank for all he knew, as much as he wanted it to be true. He looked closer and saw in the upper right-hand corner and saw a text: "Floof Series" and right at the bottom: "Cookies and Cream Flavoured Transformative Cotton Candy. James squealed, this could very well be the real thing! He could hardly control his excitement as he flipped the bag to read more. There wasn't anything else he could glean more information apart from the standard information but except for a blurb catching his eye.

"BingTek Transformatiks is proud to present its Floof Series of Metables. Created specifically in mind for fluffier anthropomorphic transformation, the Floof Series guarantees a comfortable and pleasurable transformation alongside its animal inspired flavoured cotton candy. For our Cookies and Cream flavour, we take inspiration and basis from the majestic and very fluffy snow leopard"

Snow leopard? SNOW LEOPARD!?

No, he must be dreaming. It can't be true. A cotton candy that transforms you into a snow leopard? It's absurd, it's out of this world, it's simply impossible! Sure the technology existed, but to have it happen to him? Yet stranger things have happened...

James carefully set the bag down and picked up the paper, a folded booklet of some sort.

Thank you for choosing Metables!

Were the words at the top of the page. Underneath the title was an underlined area where his full name was written by hand, serving to cement that it was indeed meant for him. He examined the signature, trying to see who wrote it but he didn't know anyone with that signature. It was strange and alarm bells rang at the back of his mind, but he was far too excited to pay heed to them. Instead, he skimmed through the rest of what he presumed was the pamphlet.

Please read these instructions carefully... remove all obstructions in the area and on the body... consume at least 80% for complete transformation... transformation best experienced in well-lit areas... may cause urges...

There was not a bunch more to read. Simply eat most of it and enjoy the transformation.

The instructions were simple, yet there was so much for the young man to take in. James continually stared at the package, his fingers going over the words written on the back. Transformations were a thing, albeit extremely rare. He read about it on forums and watched programs on it. Amazed, shocked and curious about those that gave up their humanity. Despite the vastness of the internet, there wasn't much information about them. They tended to keep to themselves due to a myriad of reasons. Chief among them were discrimination and fear. The transformed are said to have more or less abandoned their old lives due to it among other things. To start an entirely new life from scratch with how they desire it was another.

The mechanics of the transformation itself were secret. There were many speculations ranging from nanobots to the arcane to even modifying the very nature of reality itself! One thing was for sure though, once the transformation was done, it was irreversible. The person would remain transformed forever.

James chuckled. It wasn't an entirely happy sound. He remembered every birthday he had when he was a kid, he always wished for being transformed into his favourite animal when he blew out the candles, giving it up for more "realistic" wishes after there was no chance of it happening. Or so he thought.

He had the chance to finally fulfil that wish but all the excitement from earlier evaporated. Imagining and fantasising was very different once faced with reality. Yes, he would be an anthromorph, but he would also lose his humanity. James the human would no longer exist, his entire identity would be changed, transformed. He would still be James, but also something entirely different. And what of his work? Family? Friends?

James tried to imagine it but instead, he saw the ice-blue eyes of the snow leopard staring back at him.

Screw it.

He grabbed the silver bag and peeled it open. The top of the bag pulled away in a single, satisfying piece, unleashing a pungent scent into the room. It was artificial, sweet. Far away from the real thing yet unmistakably cookies and cream. The cotton candy looked like regular cotton candy, though with an off white sheen with specks of black. It was similar in appearance to fur, snow leopard fur. James tore out a small piece of it, rubbing it between his hands. It felt exactly like the cotton candy James remembered from his childhood, soft and fluffy and easily squishable between his fingers. Curiously, the black specks were part of the strands themselves. Transformative effects aside, just the smell and appearance made James look in awe.

Surely it must taste good as well?

James gingerly placed the squished tuft of candy in his mouth, eyes immediately opening wide. It was sweet! Atrociously sweet. Far sweeter than any candy he'd ever eaten. He could barely taste the very artificial cookies and cream flavour so heavily advertised on the packaging but it did taste exactly how it smelled. More surprising than the sweetness was how quickly the candy disappeared. James rolled his tongue in his mouth to feel if there was anything left outside the sugary smack in the face. But there was nothing, except for an odd numbing sensation spreading from his tongue to his face.

Wait.

The young man immediately jumped from the sofa and ran to the nearest mirror.

Holy shit.

James carefully brought his fingers to his agape face, touching it in awe. With a little amount of cotton candy, the changes, while small, were already apparent. His flat face was ever so slightly pushing outwards into a muzzle. James timidly touched it, feeling how his mouth was effortlessly pulled forwards. His nose had changed, stretching wider and triangular whilst turning pink and wet. James couldn't help but open his mouth, seeing the numbing sensation on his tongue translating to it becoming bigger alongside the formation of spines on his tongue. His teeth began to change, turning sharper and more feline. His blackening and thinning lips curled revealing a toothy smile.

It was working, it was actually fucking working!

James let out an excited giggle as he ran back to grab the bag, shoving his hands into the bag and grabbing a fistful of the occult confection. He was about to shove it into his mouth when he began to feel hot and itchy. He pulled his shirt up and looked down with widened eyes, seeing a thin layer of white fuzz forming on his belly. Right the fur!

The transforming man eagerly ate the ball of fluff he held, licking off the residue left on his fingers. Feeling the bristles of his tongue against his fingers strangely comforted him. He stuck his long tongue out, about to lick more of his fingers, when he realised the tips felt hard, squishy. With his tongue hanging out of his black lips into a feline blep, he saw his fingertips and the middle of his palm turn darker and more leathery. Pads! He was growing paw pads! His nails began to change, lengthening and sharpening.

James gave himself a devious smile bleping his tongue. Chuckling to himself, he clutched the bag tightly and made his way to the bedroom. He switched the light on, showing the room in a sorry state but he ignored the melancholic mess and went straight to the full-size mirror of his closet. There he stood, partially transformed in the middle of the room. A fine layer of fuzz grew over his arms as rosettes began to appear on his skin. His jaw slightly pushed out into a forming muzzle finished with a wet pink triangular nose connected to a line going to his thinning lips. His toothy smile revealed sharp feline teeth.

With his claw, he grabbed as much of the cotton candy as he could and eagerly placed it onto his yawning maw. The sucrose transformation substance instantly melted away into a wave of cookies and cream flavour and a pleasant warmness through his body. The instructions did say to do it in a well-lit environment and to enjoy watching the changes. They also said to remove any obstructions.

James couldn't help but grin to himself as he grabbed his t-shirt and ripped it apart, made all the easier by his new claws, revealing a similar situation to his arms and face. A layer of creamy white fuzz grew on his chest and belly speckled with a few spots. Heck, he gained a bit more muscle. The pants were next to go and unlike the thin shirt, it would've been far too painful to tear off the sweat pants. As James took his foot out of them, he gleed with joy. His feet weren't spared either, with distinctively black leathery pads forming on his toes and soles.

Suddenly James tripped and landed his ass onto the bed with only his underwear and pants still hanging out. A curious, warm pulling sensation appeared on the heel of his foot. It must've been the reason he lost his balance. James shoved his pants off and held his feet, seeing the heel move higher and apart from his toes, stretching his foot as the warmth swelled on his thighs and knees, changing them as well. The heel wasn't the only part that was stretching and moving. His big toe turnt smaller and moved up becoming a dewclaw.

Seeing the dewclaw, James looked at his hands, no, paws and saw that unlike feral snow leopards he still had his thumbs, albeit a little stubbier and wider as were the rest of his fingers. Digitigrade feet but still an anthro? A combination he could like! The pads on his paws grew larger, puffier with a massive leather couch taking up the palm. Looking and flexing them more, they increased in overall size, wide enough he could probably smoosh someone's face with one of them. James carefully pressed on the pad with his finger, smiling at how soft yet leathery it was. He was quite glad there wasn't a whole lot of fur yet, gleeful to see the actual anatomical changes.

James' admiration for his new paws was short-lived as he felt the first discomfort of the transformation since it started. A strange, warm pressure at the base of his back grew rapidly. The partially transformed man slowly stood on his new paws, hoping to relieve some of the pressure. Walking on what was his toes was strange, unstable as if he would fall at any moment if he didn't have something to balance with. Wide-eyed with realisation, James was about to bring his paws to where the pressure grew when suddenly...

Rrriiiippp

POOF

Fuck!

James moaned under breath, the pressure was finally relieved as a giant, furry snow leopard tail exploded from his lower back and ripped his underwear apart. The new limb was massive, thick, and almost the same length as his changed body. James enthusiastically grabbed it, hugging the thick and soft fur. It would've been unwieldy if it weren't for an immediately intuitive control he had. Having an entirely new appendage was weird yet wonderful, a new realm of feeling and control. His smile couldn't grow any wider as he let go and stared at his floofy tail, swooshing wherever and whenever he thought. He could feel, and hear, himself knocking a few objects around the room but James couldn't care less. He had an enormous fluffy tail!

The man was so focused on his tail he hadn't realised with all his movements what remained of his underwear had fallen off, leaving the man nude. It was when the now-familiar warmth started to make way to his crotch he shifted his focus to the mirror again, eyeing what has been and what will be changed. He was still mostly skin but throughout his body, a layer of fur slowly appeared. He turned around, examining all the rosettes and spots running up and down his back, arms and legs. With what little fur having grown, he could see his front took a white, creamish colour, while the rest of his body was darker, silvery in colour.

His face too had undergone more changes, with a distinctively feline face and the same spots and silvery fuzz on his back. He brought one of his massive paws to boop his own wet and pink nose, twitching from the ticklish feeling. Gone were his human lips, making way for a feline muzzle that held sharp teeth and a long, barbed tongue needed for him to groom himself. His ears weren't spared either, moving to the top of his head as two rounded fluffy triangles jutting from his hair. Hair going from thin and brown, to matching his tail in colour and softness. Yet as James looked at his still brown eyes before slowly scanning the parts of his body where fur didn't exist yet, he knew more to come. And if the increasing warmness to the crotch was anything he knew exactly where was next.

Staring at the mirror wouldn't do it justice so James laid onto the bed, using his tail as a makeshift pillow, heck it was softer than his pillow! Laying gave him a full view of the very last parts of his body to still be human, but with the increasing warmth growing as he grew, it wasn't going to stay human for long. Already James could see changes, his pubes turned from a curly dark to a much softer, straighter white, matching the fur on his belly. Even the hair on his balls began to turn white and grow more numerous, creating a fuzzy white sack.

The fur helped to heighten the heat in James' loin yet curiously his average-sized cock was still flaccid and unerect. James snickered, moving his paws to give his cock a little help. The rough and leathery pads on his soft and sensitive skin made James curl up in pleasure. If it weren't for the fact the paws were his, the sensation would've been strange, uncomfortable even without the use of lubricant. But it was divine, rubbing and pulling his foreskin back to reveal his hardening human cock to the cold air. Yet, amid the masturbatory amusement, James felt his cock getting hard wasn't the only change that was happening.

Fur travelled up from his crotch and balls over his foreskin, tickling the paw pads rubbing his shaft. The foreskin itself retracted and grew thicker as his shaft became more sensitive and red. James bit his lower lips and moaned not merely from the masturbation, but the changes themselves. The transformation as a whole had been pleasurable but his newly formed sheath and still changing shaft were an entirely different level of pleasure. James wanted to furiously rub, but seeing how sensitive he was already against the paw pads he decided slow strokes were better. The end of the tail excitedly brushed against his face, inviting him to use it as a gag. He also decided against biting on his tail to muffle his moans, rather holding the fluffy appendage against his mouth and letting them out rather loudly into the thick fur.

It was strange to feel his cock change, the pressure he felt during his other changes was present as well with his cock, but far more stimulating. It was as if there was a set of invisible hands, moulding and shaping his once human dick into something more tapered. His entire shaft might've become more sensitive, but James could feel bumps forming, getting harder and pointer. Barbs! His cock had formed barbs suitable for any feline penis and though they were sharp, when the paw pads touched the whitish points James shivered from a tingling sensation.

The tail flopped out of his mouth as he bent over to glance at the changes. Indeed the human cock was no more, replaced with one similar to all the anatomical pictures and diagrams James read. Albeit the shaft was longer than the illustrations, being the same length as his once human one. There was a great deal more fur sprouting across his body but it was far from over. He wondered if he had finished the cotton candy but the satisfaction of stroking himself was too much for James to do a little else. The pawjob was still clumsy as James gradually got used to his new changes but it was still far better than anything he had experienced as a human.

It wasn't the stimulation itself that made it incredible, his new cock was still far too sensitive for furious rubbing and his paws still unwieldy for more delicate touches. But getting an actual pawjob more than fueled the man's lust. Said lust grew as James became more used to the new sensations, rubbing harder and harder, bringing him closer to the edge. James kept rubbing, moaning, head slamming to the back of his tail pillow as his footpaws curled in delight. He went faster and faster, the two paws feeling more like specialised toys than regular hands. He felt hotter and hotter as well, panting with his tongue lolling out. Heck, he could smell his lust flowing through his pink nostrils. A far more bestial scent than what he ever had as a human. He tried his hardest not to close his eyes, wanting to see and experience everything.

The man was glad his eyes open as he anticipated the final stages. Each stroke, each touch of the pads against the tender feline flesh brought him closer and closer to the edge. He could feel a rising pressure in his body as if his entire self wanted to explode and looking down at his fuzz coloured belly, James knew exactly what would happen.

He continued stroking, pads on his fingers gently caressing the tip of his leaky cock soaking his crotch. His breaths became harder and he started to pant more. The scent of his sex filled the room, overpowering even the artificial one of the cotton candy. His furry balls churned and his entire body tensed. It was a struggle to keep his eyes open but he had to or else he'd miss the-

What could be described as an animalistic howl shook the room as the pressure built up was finally released. Cum shot out like a fountain as fur exploded all over James entire body in one go. The soft, luxurious fur poofed into existence instantly transformed from the layer of fuzz. So rapidly that the spurts of cum landed on fluffy fur rather than skin or fuzz. James, having finally relieved himself of the pressure, crashed his head onto his tail, panting and smiling in satisfaction. He gave himself a few moments to rest and regain his breath.

He brought his fluffy paws to his face, admiring how they looked like, no, were those of a snow leopard, though with longer digits and a thumb, retaining his human dexterity. He smooshed them into his face, feeling amazing at how the paw pads sank his face fur. Savouring the moment and himself, James gave his paws a quick cleaning from his ejaculate before slowly lifting himself from the bed. He shut his eyes as he made his way to the mirror, not wanting to ruin the excitement of seeing his full transformed body. When he opened them he could only let out one word:

"Whoa~"

Standing in the mirror was a model snow leopard with human proportions. From the silvery coat with black rosettes to his white stomach. His rounded ears to the tip of his curled up tail. Instead of a hairy dick and balls, a fluffy white sheath and balls replaced it, the shaft having retreated into his home, poking out slightly from residual horniness. Though he was not on all fours, James was a snow leopard, albeit an anthro one. Barely any trace of his human self remained except for maybe the fur on his head that sort of looked like the hair he once had. His eyes were different as well. Gone were the boring brown, replaced with an icy blue not too dissimilar to the snow leopard on his phone.

He thought that the day was going to be awful, one of the worse even, but it transformed into the best day of his life! He still didn't know who sent him the gift, but he was thankful nonetheless. After all, the wish he had for decades had finally come true and he couldn't be happier. Despite that, it came with a tsk of disappointment, James realised he had to clean himself up from all the cum that had landed on him.

James looked towards the bathroom and was about to walk towards it when a thought crossed his mind. He was a feline! He didn't have a need for a shower now he had a barbed tongue perfect for grooming himself and as flexible as any cat. So James crawled back onto his bed and saw he managed to cum onto his footpaws. He brought them up, seeing the whitish glaze drip between each toe and held his tongue out to lick his cum up like icing. After all, it was his birthday and he didn't have cake, so why not explore and enjoy more of his new body?