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"Would you like some tea, or biscuits?" Dieter asked as they leant toward Miles, their red fox friend seated opposite. The pair matched their surroundings, a balcony overlooking a great autumn forest with snowcapped mountains painted along the horizon beyond. During the summer, the tree overhanging the balcony provided shade, but today it was mostly leafless. Crunchy red and orange forgotten foliage littered the deck and the top of the gazebo under which Miles and Dieter sat. It would all have to be swept away before rot set in, but today it was simply more beauty that could be appreciated until another time.

The fox sat up straight with a smile and nodded to Dieter's offer. They were already pouring the brew into two cups. It was always a pleasure to visit the lion, who was dressed in a formal blazer and button up shirt with matching slacks. Their ascot, dress shoes, and tail ribbon completed Dieter's ensemble, giving them a sophisticated flair. The outfit was made of fine wool and comprised of blues and cool greys, though the shirt was a pale pink that added a splash of color. It was stylish and functional, keeping the robot at optimal temperature for the weather. The smile on their face was the most important part of their look, always friendly and eager to entertain.

"As if you have to ask, Dieter." The fox said, preening at his tail which he had curled about and settled into his lap. Miles dressed much more casually in a simple graphic tee and a dark pair of baggy, billowing sweatpants that clung to his ankles. His dark grey autumn jacket kept him warm in the Fall weather. He took the tea and leaned back into his chair, cozy with his tail like a large pillow in his lap. The drink smelled fruity and flowery all at the same time, a fresh smell that could only have come from fresh flowers. He took a sip of the hibiscus tea and drank in the sweet warmth that filled his chest and belly.

"You said that you had some cake though, right? I'm interested in tasting your creation." The fox said, eyeing Dieter with slyness that only vulpines could achieve. The lion smiled as sweetly as the tea, and with a nod, stood from their chair. Dieter gave Miles a cheeky wink, as they trotted off, their long tail swaying daintily and with an elegance that befitted its ribbon.

Miles had never been alone in Dieter's house before then. The lion's life was laid out before him, and it begged a curiosity. It was a well-known fact that a fox's curiosity cannot be contained for long. While Dieter was in the kitchen gathering plates, forks, and cake, Miles set his sights on the leoid synthetic's control tablet. The tablet was a most conspicuous item, a flat screen adorned with golden ribbons that had been stuck to the case. It was unmistakably Dieter's tablet, and Miles knew that it was also what controlled everything from their software to their physical appearance.

The fox couldn't help, but to peek at the device. He'd seen others mess with Dieter's configurations and even been party to some changes, but Miles never had access to the control module itself. It was heavier than it looked and very sturdy in the fox's paws, it woke to his touch and displayed all sorts of information Dieter's physiology and working status.

"Wow, it's a lot more user friendly than I would have imagined." Miles never intended to start poking through all the options and dropdown menus, but that skulking fox's curiosity pulled him further through the UI. It was streamlined and simple, so it took no time at all for him to find the 'species' settings.

Dieter slipped into the kitchen with a smile on their face and a spring in their step. The leoid always enjoyed hosting company, even if only for a short visit. Seeing the look on someone's face when they enjoyed a bite to eat, or a piece of music, or when they watched a favorite movie always filled Dieter with a quiet joy.

Miles was a guest that seemed to enjoy the food most in particular, ever eager to sample a cookie, try a tea, or an entire meal. For this visit, Dieter wanted to impress the fox and there was no better way to treat him than to wow him with baking. Cookies had been easy enough, but now they'd put together a vanilla cake with custard and icing.

The leoid opened the fridge and wriggled their fingers, grabbing the baked delight in its platter and cover, tail wagging all the while. The leoid giggled softly, sure that their baked masterpiece would impress and delight their guest. Miles was a picky eater, after all and Dieter wanted to show off their baking skills.

It was light yellow, moist, and fluffy; a dish certain to melt on one's tongue. The frosting was snow white and patterned with little peaks that showed the care of application. It was a simple, but well executed cake that Dieter was proud of wanted definitely wanted to share.

Dieter felt a shiver of excitement run down their spine, a tingle that traveled straight down into their long tail. It waved from side to side, slowly losing an inch here and there, shortening and thickening with every step from the fridge to the counter. They hardly noticed the change, chalking up the odd sensation to performance jitters and giggled to let out the excited nervousness. They had to keep focused on the cake.

Dieter removed the platter's glass cover cautiously, nervous that they may ruin the cake with the odd twitch, or eager jerk. They remembered the cover being heavier the last time they handled it, but it felt lighter even as they set it down. The lion hardly noticed once again another slight change, that their hands were growing in thickness, not to mention their claws protruding just a bit further. All the while, Dieter had their little chuckles and laughs, they wondered where this nervous feeling was coming from.

The differences traveled up their arms, a swelling that brought with it small spots along the sides of their arms that were much darker than the surrounding material. Dieter looked down at the cake, as their neck lengthened and thickened into something more befitting a gnoll, or hyena than a lion. The lion's mane seemed to react accordingly to this change as well, receding from the front and concentrating all its fluff onto the back of the neck.

It was only when Dieter began to cut the cake into more manageable slices that they noticed something was amiss. The spots on their arms were hard to ignore, and this brought their attention down toward their belly. The fact that they had a belly at all was concerning, not to mention how the robot's clothes were starting to shift in kind. Dieter blushed as they watched their swollen gut sway and wobble under all the weight. Past their stomach was their paws, still in view and rapidly growing into thicker, heavier stompers with spots all over. They wriggled their toes and appreciated how strong and sturdy they felt, although the change was quite a surprise.

"Miles must have gotten ahold of my tablet," the lion said, traipsing toward a mirror to see exactly what was going on. They got there just in time to see the changes migrating to their face. The angular, sharp features of the lion's muzzle were starting to round out, as the muzzle lengthened. They cupped their muzzle, feeling its volume increase in their paws with a bright blush on their face. Dieter whined, as their small nose swelled to an impressive size, a more circular dark Hyaenidae snout that caught the light with a shine. They gave their brand new nose a rub and whined, seeing the bright red blush on their face. It was squishier than it had been before, it felt pleasantly sensitive, and they could definitely catch the scent of the cake far more clearly than before.

All of the cake's aroma became more apparent. Dieter could smell the vanilla in the icing, the buttery scent of the cake itself. Even the custard's sweet, strong vanilla came through when the hyena took a good sniff.

Dieter gave a weak smile, though found that a hyena's grin could never really be meek. All of their teeth were exposed by the expression and return of laughter, rows of sharp and strong chompers that only made the hyena-droid blush deeper. They hooked a thick digit into their cheek and tugged, just to see how stretchy this massive maw really was. The space was cavernous, a deep and wide chasm that matched how much most gnolls would want to stuff down when it came meal time. They continued to tug and preen at their cheeks and mouth, noting the shiny dark texture their lower lip had become. The spots that faded onto their cheek completed the visage.

Last, but not least, Dieter's ears widened out and grew into large, thinner flaps that could easily be compared to radar dishes. They tentatively reached up and gripped the thinner flesh with their thumb and forefingers, then eased the thick pads along the sensitive fuzz. Another shiver ran down their spine, as they learned how nice the expanded surface area felt to rub and tweak. Now their giggles were voluntary, even part of the delight, another feature of being a hyena to appreciate.

It wasn't so bad, as far as sudden changes from their tablet went. It definitely wasn't the most intrusive or even radical transformation they'd been treated to. They looked behind themselves, making sure that their ribbon was still affixed to their tail, but discovered that their pants had been completely disabled.

"Of course, Miles," Dieter said with a nervous chuckle that seemed just a bit higher pitched than normal. They still had their blazer, but their shirt had been disabled--presumably to show off the hyena's new wobbling girth. The softness was incredible, the give and feel of the mass of synthetic pudge not unlike the biggest and greatest rubbery stress ball that Dieter had ever seen. The hyena's belly tempted them to play with it, to squish and sway, it was hard not to get distracted and watch that rather than...

"Oh! The cake!" Dieter turned about and stomped back to the confection. Just because they'd been suddenly given a gnoll-like appearance, it didn't mean they were going to be a bad host. Miles must have been waiting for quite a while by then. They prepared a slice for the two of them and headed back out to the balcony.

The fox beamed with satisfaction at the sight of Dieter, who was much taller and thicker than they had been mere minutes before. Miles' tail swayed and flitted, Dieter rolled their eyes at the vulpine's toothy grin, but wore a smile themselves all the same.

"Have fun with my tablet? How do I look?" The hyena asked, turning to and fro like they were on the catwalk, as they made their way to the table. It was quite a stark difference, with Dieter in naught but their blazer and glasses. Miles clutched the tablet to his chest with a giddy little squeal.

"I don't know what you're talking about Dieter, you look as good as you did ten minutes ago." The fox said, he was barely coy and hardly keeping the excitement from his throat. Dieter put their paws on their hips and cocked their head, but couldn't help a giggle bubbling up, a high-pitched trill that matched their fluster. Miles saw an opportunity when it he saw one and decided to push in further.

"I think you look great, Dieter! You make a fabulous yeen, as always." The fox said with such glee that it beckoned the return of Dieter's blush. The big beast covered their muzzle and failed to suppress a high-pitched giggle that resonated through their big neck and filled the room. They wouldn't be able to pretend that the transformation wasn't fun, or even attractive, nor that Miles wasn't making Dieter stir inside.

"No, really Dieter, you look great. I love the way your mane looks all streaked and flowing down the back of your neck. It's really suiting you, not to mention that generous paunch you've got there. The diagnostic diagram doesn't do it justice." Miles said, tapping the screen with Dieter's information. He escalated the compliments the brighter Dieter's blush became and used the hyena's increasing giggles as a solid metric for how well he'd managed to fluster the beast.

"I just couldn't see you any other way, you know? When I see you, I just think about how handsome of a beastly yeen you are, what with your dashing good looks and winning smile. Look at those fangs!" The fox teased a smile out of Dieter, a big grin that could never hope to hide the hyena's mighty teeth. Dieter covered their mouth with thick, strong paws that had a much easier time, but couldn't banish the nervous and flustered laughter.

Miles assaulted Dieter with sweet compliments until the hyena was nearly crying with embarrassed laughter, a full body guffaw that the gnoll's whole body participated in. The display brought a smile to Miles' face, but that grin shifted back into a sly smirk.

"Then again, now that you mention it? I can think of an improvement that you could make." The fox said, rapping his digits against the tablet's side in sequence. Dieter was wiping a tear from their eye, as Miles keyed another change into the queue. They were curious, as to what the fox could have devised.

The hyena felt another tell-tale shiver run down their spine and a warmth well up into their belly. They set the cake down on the table before any of the changes could set in, so as not to splatter the slices if the change was too overwhelming. Dieter relaxed into their seat and waited for that last little moment; they shuddered as a strange tingle grew in their lower abdomen.

Dieter spread their legs and looked between them, they bit their lip and their flustered chuckle returned. Between their legs formed a fold of rubbery, synthetic flesh that quickly came to resemble a sheath.

"O-of course, Miles, you just can't help yourself, can you?" The hyena's blush was so hot it would steam in winter air. They tugged at the newly developed sheath and found it stretchy and sensitive to the touch. Giggles grew into huffs, as they probed inside the soft entrance, exciting a stir from within.

Dieter looked up at Miles with a coy glare, unable to stop themselves from smiling. The fox had their cake and was eating it too, it was a treat to watch the hyena experiment with the thickness he'd endowed them. He had also added a hefty sack which sat pleasantly on the hyena's seat between their legs.

"Hey, I'm keepin' my hands right here Dieter. It's not my fault you like to saunter about the house bottomless." The fox teased, which only made Dieter more excited, and now more aroused. The hyena's new shaft revealed itself, a shiny slate-gray pillar of flesh with a flat head. Its girth stretched the sheath enough to pull it back, squeezing the flesh to the base of the hyena's synthetic cock. A medial ring had formed on the mid-section and Dieter discovered that it was a slight more sensitive than the rest of their length.

Knowing that Miles had created this situation, they deduced that he wouldn't mind if they took just a few moments to explore. It wasn't often that Dieter had genitals of any kind and they found no shame in testing them to see what they were like.

"This feels pretty good, Miles..." The hyena huffed out, almost out of giggles now that their lungs were also full of arousal. The shame had left them, perhaps a little addition of the fox's when changes were being made, a little social lubrication.

They cupped their considerable coin-purse and squeezed gently, which induced a proper hyena's whoop. Their other paw wrapped around the girth well, the thick fist easily reaching around the thick flesh. Dieter performed a single stroke and let go of another whoop, before they looked up and saw Miles with their own blush. The fox had that sly grin, but also a nervous energy about them. The two had put themselves both in a state of shy excitement, there was something to the display from both perspectives.

"Sorry Dieter, maybe I took this one too far." The fox said, as he hid behind his slice of cake uselessly. The hyena didn't mind though, they were close to Miles and found his fascinations somewhat endearing. This improvement did feel good, and they showed the fox how good it felt by continuing to test and tease at their own length. A flash of their fearsome fangs and bone crunching teeth with the biggest smile they could muster told Miles that they were enjoying it too.

Dieter found they liked the feeling, the way that the nearly oversized cock filled their paw, the way that it throbbed and pulsed. It was purely pleasure and it was all theirs to do with as they chose.

"I uh..." The fox's voice cracked, before they found their confidence again, they had to keep up the tease. "I told you it would be an improvement! You should keep this little change around, see how much you like it."

He set down the cake and leaned back into his chair, putting on his best sly grin.

"You really think so, Miles? Guheehehe!" The chuckles came back in full force, though the stroking transitioned into just feeling, just appreciating. Admiring themselves was much easier when they had an ego booster in the room.

Being watched wasn't so bad either, the attention made Dieter feel admired. They knew that Miles had a vicarious pleasure from observing, and that made it feel like they were sharing the change, experiencing it together. They tried to post a bit, but it felt a bit ridiculous and only made the hyena giggle more. Miles didn't seem to mind though.

"Oh definitely, I think it really suits you. I mean absolutely matches you, Dieter. You look so handsome and cute in that chair, you make it looks so small!" The fox said, as he leant in toward the table, his ears perked and his tail flitting excitedly. Dieter let his shaft go and leaned back, letting the meat hang proudly between their legs, as they felt the chair's arms and finally noticed how much of the seat they filled.

They were surprised at how good it really did feel to be a hyena. Their world seemed a touch smaller, but the strength brought some ease into moving through it. The heightened sense of smell brought new color into their world, they could truly taste the beauty of autumn on the breeze. Even their ears met the cool breeze with welcome, keeping their temperature perfect.

"Perhaps there are also some practical benefits, after all." The hyena said, almost forgetting, but Miles brought their mind back.

"Oh yeah, now you look absolutely and downright sexy sitting in nothing but a blazer with your legs spread now that all that is on display." The fox said with a giggle, which Dieter reciprocated. The giggles weren't going to end, especially not now.

The hyena's shaft would be hidden by their sheath soon enough, once the excitement faded. The pair's visit would go back to cake and discussion, to Dieter explaining the birds and Miles describing his stories. For a while though, Dieter would try this new form and see what it felt like to stay in it. Maybe just for the day, or perhaps for a while longer. Especially with Miles in their ear, reminding them of how handsome and distinguished they were in a gnoll form factor.