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Noah was already waiting at outside for his mate Oliver to catch up. They both just moved to Lordshire Britain from Australia, since Austalia is sort of known for its absolutely atrocious internet and disgustingly overpriced electronics, and Oliver is a fairly well-known streamer. Bad place to stream anything. Noah has been his lover for long enough now to not have any hesitation following him off to the English countryside- though it is not as though he had a lot to leave behind either.

Noah is a fairly tall fellow, and fairly fit, though it is more for his track record of getting into trouble than it is for deliberately working out. He has forward swept, short and bristly black hair and his eyes are dark ocean blue. The most notable feature on him though is his tattoo- he has tire treads tattooed down the left half of his face, down his neck, and trailing off at his nipple. He has a few scars here and there, mostly on his arms from wandering out where he shouldn't- the outback has some savage wildlife and it isn't uncommon to see some of the critters wander into high population areas. Lordshire here is a pretty small town, as close to the middle of nowhere as England has, so Noah was expecting more of the same, just with wildlife that doesn't have pouches. But that isn't the case. The wildlife here is tame and keeps well away from humans except for birds and the odd squirrel.

Oliver hopped out to follow him on their first shopping trip in the area- double checking he locked the door. Oliver is a rather soft looking man with smooth skin and pale as a ghost since he spends all his time indoors. To prevent contact with the sun, he wears an oversized pale grey hoodie. He has several simple earrings but they are not in his actual ears- they are around the opening of his hood. His thumbs are lanced through holes near the ends of his sleeves and his fingers are just long enough to peek out the too-long sleeves at the ends, revealing his long, polished black nails. He is also wearing matte black lipstick. His hair is long and straight to his shoulders and black naturally, but his shaggy bangs are dyed blood red. His eyes are a red-brown. Oliver is a Mancer- a type of magi; but as skilled as he is, he could not find work in the middle of nowhere in Australia. Now that he is a well-established streamer, he doesn't really feel the drive to find work from his original studies. He mostly just uses his magic for parlor tricks to amuse his streaming audience or for kinky fun in the bedroom- since he knows transformative magic as well.

The two of them wander into the town proper- the brick buildings in the main town get to several floors tall, and make you feel like you are in a bigger city than you actually are. You can tell how far out from the capitals you are by the fact the roads are still cobbled stone- not actual pavement. There seems to be a pub on every street corner, and most of the shops are unrecognized names- all mom n' pop businesses.

Oliver sighed after they had wandered up several streets looking at the local shops. "Streuth. I may need to order most of my clothes off the net."

"Might, but shipping should be less, so we aren't cactus yet. It will be fair dinkum in the end, mate."

Oliver chuckled and motioned to yet another pub on a street corner up ahead. "At least we have no shortage of bottle-o, right? Order a tallie till you 'ave a liquid laugh and pretend she'll be apples even if she won't. Guess I am just nervous 'bout leaving Straya for another woop woop."

A group of some rather rugged looking English people walked up, a real tall and muscular man taking the lead. As they approached the two Australian men, the lead man of the English group put his arms out to his side.

"Well, the fuck is this in our town?"

Noah crossed his arms. "Ah, ya own this town, do ya? Fancy that. Well g'day then, what's the John Dory?"

Oliver glanced at Noah and whispered to him. "Don't be getting agro just because the mozzie never seen a Bruce before."

The English man just blinked in confusion. "The fuck are you two even saying. You're boyfriend wearing makeup? He's the saddest clown I ever seen."

Noah hit him so fast no one seen it coming, and the group following the brute of a man had to catch him, though he recovered quickly for the force of the punch.

Oliver groaned. "Crikey, Noah, show a little restraint."

He grinned and shrugged. "I did. I waited for him to stop talking."

One of the women in the group clicked her tongue at them. "You two are in for it now. You obviously don't know who you are dealing with- this here is Rich!"

"He doesn't look rich."

Rich wiped his lip to check for blood and glared back at Noah. "My NAME is Rich, moron."

"Well that seems like a presumptuous name. What if you ended up poor?"

Oliver smiled. "Poor Rich."

"Awww, poor Rich."

Rich growled. "I am not poor you little shit. I am going to turn you both into paste!"

Rich slammed his fists together, and as soon as the two gold bands on either ring finger clicked together- the runes etched in them both completed a transformation spell! In an instant his feet stretched, lifting his ankles from the ground and massive claws erupted from the front of each toe! His shoes seemed to collapse and almost melt to his foot, becoming instead leather-brown scales! His pants did the same, getting sucked in on his form and then melding with it as a blue-jean colored tail quickly grew out behind him, lashing around with diamond shaped scales that stuck out from him far enough to give his hide the texture of a cheese-grater. By the time the fabric melting to his skin to reveal his junk, it was already merged with his anus which pushed forward thanks to the expanding base of the tail- fusing into a horizontal slit; a cloaca. He was wearing a white sleeveless, but it too fused with his flesh and turned his torso white. The sharp diamond scales only seemed to grow on his back and the outer facing sides of his arms though- his front and crotch, as well as the inside of his hands and arms remained flesh. Rich grew claws on the tips of his fingers in place of the nails- but were not nearly as huge as the claws on his feet. The bridge of his nose expanded outward and his nostrils became larger but for the most part his head remained the same. His final change was two giant black horns erupting from his temples- the horns are heavily ribbed, so they too are very coarse in texture. In only a moment of time, Rich went from perfectly normal human to a wingless anthro dragon!

Rich went to punch Noah, but Noah deflected the hit. Growling again, Rich swept his legs out from under him with his tail and slammed his elbow into Noah as he fell back, slamming him against the ground. Rich put a digitigrade foot down on his chest to prevent him from getting back up.

"We don't much care for outsiders here, and especially not queers. You want to stay here? Then you better hope we don't run into you much, or else you can expect more of this treatment. See; I am the head of the Stonegrazers, and my gang runs this whole area. We hold regular fights all over the place to keep my men tough as nails."

"Ngh... do you always transform too? Too much of a snag to fight me as a human?"

Rich chuckled. "As the leader- I have to set an example. I can't go easy on anyone, so if you piss me off- you face the dragon's fire. Get used to it- or piss off. Those are your options."

Rich got off him and huffed, quickly reverting to human- the odd coloration bled out of his skin and turned back into his regular clothing. He and the others turned to leave, and Oliver quickly grabbed Noah as he got up to hold him back- knowing he would try to fight again regardless.

Oliver was not too concerned- if they kept their heads down they probably would not run into the Stonegrazers often- their house was sort of at the edge of the town and not really near... anything. Noah needed to go into town to do his new job- at a gas station store, but Rich's boys can't follow him and beat him up there or the cops will be on top of them. Noah was a bit more concerned. He was not used to letting anyone get away with stuff, which is why he has spent a few nights in the clink from making someone swallow their own teeth for saying the wrong things. On his way to and from work he caught a few glances- glares from people no doubt in the gang with Rich. If he stuck around long enough at the end of his shift or wandered into the wrong laneway they would surely jump him. He didn't need that threat looming over his head, and would not allow it anywhere near his mate.

Oliver glanced at him angrily jabbing the potato on his dinner plate on night. "If you're trying to mash it- you generally don't do it point-first."

Noah sighed. "So I have been looking into the Stone munchers or whatever they want to call themselves."

"Rich's lot, yea. Don't bother with them, they will forget about us eventually."

"Ooh no. He ain't getting away with that shit- I don't care if he has the home team advantage. Got me angrier than a cut snake, and I will be damned if I let him make a dog's breakfast of our new life here in the English shrubs."

"Well, last I checked there is one of you and nearly a hundred of them. You'll need more than an Aussie salute to get rid of those bities."

"Maybe not. Remember Rich mentioned his gang held fights regularly? Seems these scheduled street fights are a sort of ritual for the gang, and to recruit new members. If I went to these fights and took on his more skilled mates, I can get a fair suck of the sav an' work my way up in one-on-one fights. By their own rules, I can walk up to that fanny and put the wanker in his place."

Oliver inhaled sharply. "That is risky. They are a street gang. They made those rules- there is nothing really stopping them from also breaking them. 'sides, he can transform into a bloody dragon. There may be others with transformations too. I doubt any of his mates are wombats."

"But you have magic too."

Oliver had to think about it for a bit. True; he does have transformation magic, but it isn't the same. The transformation will not be as quick or easy, it won't incorporate or account of clothing, and it will require mana to be imprinted in his body, so if he uses it repeatedly in a short period of time it could become unstable. Rich uses two enchanted rings- it is a modern spell type and very expensive, which is why only Rich himself or his closest friends have access to it. The spells Oliver use are the old fashioned way- thought he could imprint the spell itself onto an object so Noah can activate it without Oliver needing to be there. They needed something strong to make sure Noah always comes out on top, but also something that represents the outback, and an animal Oliver knows the property runes for already. Oliver created a kangaroo transformation spell and placed it on an earring for Noah to wear- all he needs to do is picture what part of the beast to channel and flick the earring to activate the spell. Or don't picture a specific part and just let it fully transform him. The change should be quite fast- though not instant like Rich's. Oliver also made sure to drill the point into Noah's head- do not just use this transformation whenever. It puts mana into his body every time it is cast, so while casting it repeatedly makes the spell easier and require less outside mana- it also makes it unstable and more likely to transform more than he intended- or even trap him in the form of a 'roo till the mana naturally burns off.

Noah was eagerly awaiting the next fight the gang held so he could try out his new secret weapon and kick their asses. In the meantime, he worked at the gas station store, manning the counter till midnight before someone else took over. He needed to get some things from storage off the top shelf and groaned at the dinky, wobbly ladder they had back there to reach the top shelves. Of course he is the only one manning the small shop so there is no co-workers to ask to hold the thing steady. He nudged the corner of the box from the bottom- he is tall enough that he can almost get it down without using the ladder at all, but the box is too heavy to nudge off. He smiled and flicked the earring.

Noah groaned and felt the muscles in his thighs immediately tense on their own and a faint squelching sound as they rapidly swelled, then relaxed a moment before tensing and growing again! There was a strange pressure in his bones and his femur started to shrink- the tibia stealing mass from them, so his legs were changing proportion without actually getting any shorter or longer. It basically just caused his knees to be much higher up! Noah had to lean his weight back against the shelves as his feet rapidly started to grow- the bones inside bulking up with quiet snapping sounds. It felt like he was stretching his foot normally except it was doing it automatically, and it did not stop or cramp up like it would if you normally did that for too long. His ankles popped out from his shoes from lack of room, and his socks slid further and further up the foot. His legs did not change mass overall but his feet certainly are- adding to his height. Kangaroo are plantigrade, just like humans- but their feet are giant. Almost as if devolving into an ungulate- the bones of his feet started to fuse together to make much larger bones but now fewer digits. Most of the mass was syphoned into the middle toe which became absolutely massive! The nails grew thick and huge, migrating down to the front of each digit rather than sit on top, and rather than pure keratin they absorbed calcium and turned to bone. These claws are so large and solid that they are more like spikes than claws. His feet stopped growing a bit over three times their previous length- with only 3 toes; one huge middle toe and a half-sized but still large toe flanking it on either side. Kangaroo stand on the flat of their feet the same as humans- though put most of their weight on the front like a digitigrade beast when they walk on all fours or are about to jump. His shoes and socks just hung comically off the ends of his toes- not even coming close to fitting now.

Noah slipped his shoes and socks off entirely and stood up off the shelves again, though teetered a bit. Because his feet are so giant now it is hard to walk normally without waddling like a goof. Kangaroo generally jump to get around- or move on all fours, they don't just walk around on two legs. There was annoyingly a customer though, so Noah had to act like everything was normal and waddle his way back behind the counter- luckily it blocked the customer's view of his lower body. It was weird looking at his feet- because they did not quite look like normal 'roo feet either- his transformation was paused before he grew any fur. Though that made him wonder- what color would his fur be? Brown like a normal kangaroo, or black because that is his hair color? Though annoyed about it at first- Noah did his best to guise his Aussie accent when talking to the customers. He and Oliver got in trouble with Rich because they were so obviously foreign and he did not want any trouble at work. Being surrounded by English accents however made it a bit easier- causing the way they speak to subconsciously change naturally.

Once the customer left he made his way back into storage to try and reach that shelf. With the extra length added to his legs thanks to his gigantic feet he should be able to reach that shelf easily without the ladder! He however immediately flopped over, and again, and again. Every time he shifted his weight to the front of his feet, he lost his balance and fell forward into the shelves! But that is how kangaroo balance their weight most of the time, so how can they do it, but he can't while using the same legs?? Oh wait- kangaroo have tails. The tail can act as a counter-weight, or a third leg to prop themselves up on when standing. Noah wanted to transform as little as possible to get the job done to follow Oliver's advice but... he can't do this without also having a tail.

Noah activated the earring again and this time it felt like his tail bone and hips were being pushed and pulled! He was startled by a loud pop as his hips suddenly became only half as wide! The stolen mass entered his spine and it rapidly expanded into a tail which continued to grow beyond what it stole from his now shrunken hips! His penis seemed to scrunch up against his body like it was trying to invert, but he concentrated on the tail so his genitals were unable to fully change. The tail was still getting its muscle structure- the new muscle growing and branching from existing muscle in his lower back and glutes, so it did not have enough control to wiggle its own way out of his pants, causing them to balloon outward. Noah had to pull the waist away from himself and grab the tail to pull out over them, so he did not unintentionally destroy his clothes- though his hips shrinking did loan the tail extra room. His hips were actually just as wide forward-to-back, but half as wide side-to-side, so his pelvis had a sort of V shape to it. His anus got shoved forward by the base of the tail, causing pressure on his taint as it too was angled further forward than normal. When the tail stopped growing it was the same length as his torso! The tail has a lot of muscle in it- especially at the base, so it is very solid and hefty feeling, though he can whip it around easily on its own. His thighs are as hard as flesh can possibly get- pure, condensed muscle. He could probably kick a hole straight through a wall with these legs.

Noah tried again, and this time was easily able to stand- using his tail as a third leg, he was basically a tripod. He easily grabbed the box off the shelf, and took several other things down now so he would not have to later. He was not sure what shift had the idiot putting heavy boxes on the top shelves, but whoever it was needed to be slapped. Once he was done he flicked the earring and reverted the spell. It seemed to follow the exact order he applied the changes in- so his tail went first. The bone seemed to compress first, just feeling like a gentle pressure since there isn't nearly as many nerves there to feel sensations in detail. The pressure built between tail and spine and finally burst outward in his hips, causing them to pop loudly again and become twice as wide! The tail became very fat as it shrank in length before the muscle started to shrink away. His thighs softened and the muscle started to relax and seemingly melt away and his feet shortened. By the time his tail was gone entirely, the proportion of his legs was returning to normal and his toes shrank and split to return the two missing digits as his feet returned to human. Well that was neat- and convenient! All he had to do was put his socks and shoes on and return to working normally, no one had to know. It was like he had a secret super power now!

The following night was time to use it to fight. Rather than return home, at midnight he left the store with the man on the next shift and instead went to the location of the gang meeting. Only those who were with Rich that day actually knew what Noah looked like- so no one recognized him here. If he watches what he says, no one will know his is Australian either. Anyone can technically sign up for these fights- it is how new members get into the gang. The ringleader at this fighting tourney looked like a real snake. He sat watching the other fights, twirling a switchblade and licking its edge. He had more tattoos visible than blank skin. Noah didn't care about any prize money, he just wanted to move up to the next ranked tourney to get closer to Rich, so he had to go through the snake of a man as his opponent. While he waited his turn, he activated the earring again. Rather than focus on any one feature of a kangaroo body- he channeled their muscle! They can be pretty scrappy in addition to being large animals by default, so they have a lot of muscle mass. Trying to act as normal as possible; Noah still dipped to the back of the crowd and bent over a bit from the feelings. His entire body was hot and his muscles contracted on their own, pulling taught in pulses, and swelling a little bit bigger each time. He could both feel and see the difference all over his body- but most notably in his thighs. He did not change his leg structure, so the massive leg muscles of the 'roo were getting stuffed into human legs, making his thighs massive and his butt unintentionally larger and rounder- his glutes firm with strength. His hands and feet started to click and snap and he quickly stopped the spell- he could not channel any more without changing his shape too. His nails looked like claws, and three toes on his feet were larger than the rest, but otherwise he stopped it in time. His heart hammered in his chest racing to feed all the new muscle mass, so it was like he had a warmup without actually having any.

As predicted, the snake-like man in charge of this tournament was a psychotic opponent; when you hit him, he does not react to it, like pain does nothing to him. No matter how hard Noah hit him, he never flinches- landing his own attacks uninterrupted. He is quick and very durable, but not especially strong- Noah on the other hand is now inhumanly strong, and beat the guy through sheer brute force! He eventually hit the guy in the head hard enough to knock him flat out. That earned Noah a spot at the higher ranked tournament in two days! Usually people wait and do the regular one several times before attempting the higher ranked one, but Noah had no interest in dawdling. When he returned home this night, Oliver shook his head- as if not believing he is actually going through with this idea, even though he absolutely believed it. He used his magic again to mend him up- he had several bruises and a side of his face was looking really swollen from hits his opponent landed. Noah was used to getting plenty of bumps and bruises so he did not really care, but Oliver wouldn't have his lover walking around all banged up. Oliver is a streamer so it does not particularly matter when he 'works', so he shifted his streaming time so he would be waking up late and staying up early in the morning along with Noah.

The next day was pretty chill; the next fight wasn't till tomorrow and Noah also had the day off work. At night, Oliver was cuddling with him on the couch watching TV and started getting flirty. Noah smiled and played along, but was caught off-guard when Oliver suggested they take things to the bedroom, and try out his transformed state! Noah did not want to admit he has used it already two days in a row, so he kept tight-lipped and went along anyway. It would probably be fine. He never let the transformation shift his genitals before, so he was sort of interested to see how it would work. He came from the home of kangaroo but he never paid particularly close attention to their junk.

Oliver slipped into the bed first, laying himself out like a delicious little snack- he is always the bottom. Noah got up onto the bed and activated the earring, steadying himself because he already knew his shifting legs would cause him to teeter otherwise. His legs, then feet, then tail and hips shifted like before. His tail allowed him to balance with the new leg structure, and the massive leg muscles would allow him to thrust with a force his human hips could not match. Oliver liked it rough- both the actual fucking but also playful biting, or scratching if Noah had not cut his nails in a while. For that reason- he let the transformation convert his fingernails into claws and managed to stop it before his actual hand changed. When the transformation hit his genitals his instinctive reaction was to stop it to preserve his bits, so he had to concentrate to let it work. The first change was his pubic hair grew in thicker, but the individual hairs became shorter and softer- it converted to fur! Answering his previous question; the transformation from hair to fur also caused its color to fade to a sandy brown. When the mat of fur expanded and encapsulated his balls his penis seemed to shrink into his body, pulling the loose flesh of the shaft into a nest of soft skin around the head pressed back against his crotch, before it completely sucked in and seemed to fuse around the gap of the inversion- causing his penis to vanish entirely! He could still FEEL it though- it was not gone, just inside of him.

Noah was almost about to ask what was going on, but the sensation was already giving him hints of the answer before he could put his question to words. It felt like he was getting a boner, but as his penis slid out it bent the wrong way! His anus was pulled larger and shoved forward by the expanding base of his large tail- and it is from here his penis emerged! The loose skin that had been his foreskin now formed a sheath inside of his anus, guiding the penis out from that opening! Kangaroo have cloaca- but unlike most creatures that possess a cloaca; their balls are still external. That means the penis emerges from BEHIND their nuts, not in front of them! It gets real hot in the outback, so 'roo nuts need to be separate from the rest of the body to keep their core temperatures down. Male kangaroo have also been known to bend over and lick their own nuts when it gets really hot, using the evaporation of their saliva to lower their temperature. The penis grew out with a bit of a crook in it, but was otherwise a tapered shaft, and though it emerges pointing backwards, it pulls itself forward as it becomes fully erect. The scrotum always pulls tight to the body when a 'roo is bouncing around or having sex, since having them dangling around when two kangaroo are pressed together is just asking for trouble.

Oliver enjoyed the show watching him transform- usually Oliver was the one pulling animal traits to shift his body around; Noah has never transformed before. Oliver rolled over once the changes were done and presented his round butt- perfectly smooth; he hates the feeling of body hair and always keeps himself shaven. Since the kangaroo penis is tapered, it went in easier than usual into Oliver's tight hole and Noah grabbed his shoulders from behind, keeping his upper body pressed firmly against the bed, then used his massive feet to thrust forward powerfully! He dug his claws into Oliver's shoulders, hearing him groan as he left red lines across his skin without breaking the surface. Kangaroo have pretty good sexual stamina- a round of sex can last around an hour- but with his butt angled up and Noah hammering down so hard; Oliver ended up shooting his load pretty quickly, from having his prostate almost directly hit with every thrust! It felt a bit odd, thrusting into Noah without feeling their scrotum collide gently on the forward thrust- but it did not feel bad having his balls instead resting on the top curve of Oliver's soft round butt.

Noah startled himself twice while fucking Oliver when his thoughts snapped back to attention and he noticed subtle changes! He had already stopped the transformation, but as he fucked and his concentration wandered away, some changes started again. Most likely due to using the earring three days in a row. The first change was noticing his ears were brushing against his short hair- his hair is too short for the sensation to have been the other way around! He stopped the change again, but his ears were a bit more pointed. Then his thumbs became longer and their range of motion started to narrow before he stopped the changes yet again mid-sex. Kangaroo have five digits on their hands, but the thumb cannot be rotated, so it's effectively just a fifth finger. Noah was resting most of his weight on Oliver, pinning him to the bed to brace against so his tail was not needed- not being one to waste opportunity, he instead turned the furless tail in a loop and wedged it against the bed under him- looped around so the tip penetrated himself, sliding into the cloaca behind his shaft to get at his prostate! When he pulled out of Oliver, he pushed his tail into himself, and when he pulled off the tail, he thrust back into Oliver.

By the time Noah peaked and finally hit his own orgasm; Oliver actually had a second one- though his tired cock could only manage a few drips of white at that point. The two of them rolled off each other and ended up going to sleep almost immediately without cleaning up the mess. It was a good thing for Noah- he did not have to explain the minor slipups in his transformation. When they finished he unmade his transformed state- his penis pulled up into him and popped back out in its normal place so fast it almost felt like someone pulling a ripcord through his crotch. However, after the reversion stopped he still had a small stump of a tail, and three of his toes were still huge compared to the other two! As they slept, those changes slowly faded away and left him totally human again, but it is a sign of what Oliver warned him about before. Unfortunately the next day is another fight night. Did he really need the transformation for this fight though? He definitely needed it to face Rich himself, but Rich wasn't going to be at this fight.

The next day at work, Noah was quite distracted, and customers had to ring the bell on the counter to get his attention a few times. In his head he kept bouncing between worrying about transforming again, and assuring himself he did not need to transform to win the fight in the first place. His fight the other night was not that bad, it's just that his opponent was a psycho. He wasn't that strong, he just unnerves his opponents. Although, he was the ringleader for the recruit fights. The fight Noah was planning to attend tonight you can only participate in if you already won the first at least once. This was used as a rank up- to prove your better than most of the other members, rather than prove your good enough to be a member. By the Stonegrazer's own rules, Noah can technically call himself a member now. Wonder what Rich would think about that? Rich doesn't even know him by name, so even if word reached him, he would not realize it was Noah. He will soon enough, if all goes to plan.

The next day at work, Noah was again tempted to use his transformation to make work easier, but held off so he did not accidentally mess it up. He could be using his tail as an extra arm to multitask though, or his long feet to reach high places easily. There are a few moments he had to use the earrings to regress some minor changes- his nails starting to slowly turn into claws, his pubes turning to fur and starting to spread out, and his ears getting pointed again. Normally the spell effects cancel out the moment you remove the spell, but because he did not give it much time between casting it again; parts of the spell were now layered. He would have to wait even longer before casting again for it to be completely removed, on top of residual effects thanks to there already being enough mana in his body now to partially re-cast the spell without the help of the earring. When work ended, Noah wandered up to the north end of town while looking at a map on his phone to try and locate the fight. He could hear them hooting and hollering from three blocks away, and could already put his phone away and just follow the sound. In a lane between two rundown buildings the group of thugs were gathered to beat each other for sport. There was much fewer people at this gathering since not many dare go toe-to-toe with the better brawlers of the Stonegrazers. He learned quickly enough who the ringleader here was- a woman by the name of Estill. They scoffed at him when he asked though- telling him he would have to fight one of them at the very least before Estill even bothered to stand to face him. She did not look like much from where Noah was standing, and he had a hard time believing the strongest fighter in this ring was a woman. She was sat in a chair, but had her legs up on the seat as well and was wrapped in a blanket because being night time; it is too cool out for her taste. Her lower face is hidden behind a mask but he can see her green eyes and long curly golden hair. She looks pretty- not intimidating.

Noah figured he had gotten lucky, and would not have to use his transformation tonight after all, but even the grunt he was pit up against to prove himself was no slouch. His reaction time was quick, and his hits hurt- not so much from brute strength, but knowing where to strike to make it hurt the most. Noah had been in more than a few fights in the past so he knew how to take a hit, and just grit his teeth through the hurt. He ended up tossing his shirt off mid-fight to cool himself down and show off some of his scars unintentionally. Noah did manage to end the fight by dazing the man long enough to grab the sides of his head and smash his face down into his knee- knocking him out. Well, no transformation needed for that, but that was also not the main attraction.

Estill huffed and got up, letting the blanket fall into her chair to wait for her return. She is at least a foot taller than Noah! Her abs look like a brick wall! She cracked her knuckles, revealing how heavily scarred her hands are and took her mask off to reveal the rope-stitch tattoos over her lips, making it look like her mouth was sewn shut.

Noah motioned to her hands. "You try to box with a stone wall?"

"Cop tried to arrest me once- I broke both of my own hands to crush them out of the handcuffs. After I was done beating him, he so kindly offered to let me go if I didn't crush his windpipe like a dried leaf."

Noah had only enough time to flick his earring and activate the spell before she flew forward to hit him immediately! He got out of the way and slammed the side of her head with his elbow but that only turned her ear red and served to anger her further. His heart beat harder and his already tightened muscles throbbed bigger. She went to punch him again and he side-stepped and punched her instead, but she quickly grabbed his fist, yanked him to the side and lined him up to get hit right in the face, hard enough to almost spin him in a circle! She has nerve damage in her hands now, so her fists never really get sore. As soon as his thighs bulged with muscle, he used them to leap away from her and get some distance as Estill was already advancing on him again. He was starting to grow claws, even though he was trying not to. It was hard to manage the changes now thanks to Noah using the transformation so frequently. He stopped the claws from growing, but then felt the warmth of fur spreading from his crotch! Ack! He did not want to- but focused on growing a tail, just as a way to control the changes if he could not stop them properly. He tried to punch her but she caught his hand- then again. Holding both of his hands, he yanked his arms out, pulling his torso forward and smashed him in the face with a head-butt!

Noah heard a few murmurs from the crowd as he had to pull his tail up and out of his pants to avoid tripping himself up with it. When Estill came at him again, he waited till she got close and then spun around, grabbing her leg with his tail to yank her legs out from under her, and elbowed her in the throat as she went down! Being the sport he is, he waited for her to get back up before attacking again, but didn't waste any time once she got her balance back. He hit her across the face, though he had to angle his punch upward to reach so it wasn't as strong of a blow as it should have been- it did create an opening as he hit her a second time in the side- he punched her in the ovaries. He was about to attack again as she stumbled back, but she raised her hand and stopped the fight.

"That is enough. Pff, transformations to help you fight better?"

Noah shrugged. "You mean like your boss?"

She was able to correctly guess the tail he had belonged to a kangaroo. "You are that Aussie that Rich ran into the other day, ain'tcha?"

"Unless he's run into more since then, sure. What of it?"

"He is going to come at you for this, you know?"

Noah laughed. "Power to 'im then, I been meanin'ta have a word."

"Tsh. If you think that overgrown rat form is going to help you fight a dragon, you deserve to be fed to the boss."

Noah left the fight feeling better. Well, sore as hell, but better about the situation. He had no idea how many steps he had to go through before meeting their boss naturally, but was willing to try. Now it sounds like Rich himself is going to be told about him, and come directly to him to save him the trouble. He kept his 'roo changes till he had wandered a good distance from the fight to make sure no one tried to follow him and jump him when his back is turned. When Noah tried to cancel the spell though- the tail remained untouched! Everything else regressed but he couldn't make the tail go away. Well, that is problematic. If he needed the transformation for Estill, he is definitely going to need it for Rich, but he hasn't had a day to give it a rest yet! When he got home with a 'roo tail, he just told Oliver that he liked how it felt and decided to keep it on for a while after, so he wouldn't have to admit to ignoring Oliver's prior warnings. It wasn't technically a lie- he did like how it felt. And it was handy too, he could use it sort of like a third arm. It made sitting feel weird though- especially since his hips and glutes were still human shaped, but the base of his tail basically made his taint vanish and shoved his anus up right under his nuts, fighting for space. He basically had to sit leaning far forward, because he could not bend the tail at a completely 90 degree angle at the base without hurting the vertebrae inside. Kangaroo butt wasn't really built for chairs.

By the time he woke up the next day, his tail had regressed away but not entirely gone still- it was a fat cone now of only a foot in length. He decided to wear a loose shirt in an attempt to cover its base and just shoved the fat tip into a pant leg. Once he is behind the counter at work no one can see him from the hip down anyway. On his way to work though, he stumbled several times as the bones in his feet tried to shift one way and he willed them back the other! His body was having a hard time trying to remember what species it is, unless he reminds it! At work he felt pressure in the end of his tail as the muscles expanded and stretched the skin, threatening to grow the tail back to full size, and he had to reign it in, and readjust his pants, because whenever the base thickened at all it pushed his pants far enough down in the back that they would fall off if he didn't do something to correct it. He was bent over lifting out a box from behind the counter to restock the shelf display behind himself when his right arm started to throb! His nails thickened toward claws so fast the skin around them turned red from exertion trying to keep up. Noah dropped the box he was trying to lift unintentionally and with a crunching sound his thumb was aligned with his fingers and locked in place, becoming a fifth finger! He looked at his hand and the underside of his arm now that it was free anyway, and seen the veins under the surface bloated up tight and full- he could feel his heart beat in the blood pressure of his right arm! The muscles swelled a bit even as he struggled to tell it to stop. The next customer came in while he was struggling with it, so Noah had to place his left elbow on the counter and lean forward a bit, so he could put his deforming miss-matched right arm behind his torso. His tail was slowly growing a bit too, which was putting pressure on his genitals and threatening to change them next! He managed to act like everything was fine with the customer, though he was sweating bullets and had a hard time working the register using only his off-hand.

Once a change started up it was hard to stop, and had to completely stop before he could regress it. And changes continued to threaten him all day. Even a pressure in his face, his neck, his rib cage- or the warm tickling feeling of budding fur. His entire body was filled with pressure pulses here and there, or muscle spasms. Every moment he was not actively thinking about how he is a human- his body threatened to be not human. His shoulders even popped forward and locked in that pose for the entire duration of two people being in the shop- he had to pretend he had a bad slouch to try and make it look even remotely normal. Rotate your shoulders as far forward as you can- that is basically the default position for a kangaroo. They hop on two legs and walk on all fours- so like quadrupeds the shoulders for their forelimbs are far forward, putting the arm joint as far away from the spine as possible. He still has human shaped ribs however, so putting his arms like that also hindered their range of movement. Several times in the middle of interacting with a customer; Noah would flinch suddenly or fumble an item because he was paranoid of every little sensation being another unwanted change.

They sort of drove him off from the last fight, so Noah did not even know where to find the next, so he had to just have faith that Rich's ego will send him straight at them again. Oliver was looking at him weird at dinner that night. Noah suspected he had another change he wasn't aware of visible, but did not want to take the risk of calling more attention to it by trying to figure out what changed.

Oliver motioned toward him. "You have a little something on your face."

"O-oh."

He licked off the spoon in his hand and held it up to look at his reflection on it and seen two large kangaroo ears on either side of his head! Yea; Oliver would have seen those immediately. Pretty hard to miss actually. A kangaroo's ears are leaf shaped and 2/3rds as long as their entire head each so they are pretty big. They have narrow bottoms filled with muscles that allow them to move around and pivot to find sound through reflex alone; and that is actually why Noah failed to notice he has them right now. He is tense and worrying internally about hiding his alternate form- the ears lower when upset, and his hair is short, so if they are pointing straight out off the sides of his head, he can't feel them rubbing against anything else to know their size changed.

He looked back over at Oliver who now had his brows lowered, and was tapping his fork on his plate. "Still as good at followin' instructions as ever, I see."

Noah leaned back, shrugging. "Weeell, I mean those fights 'ere tough. You gave me this transformation to trounce these wankers in the first place. You'd rather me transform than they knock the block off your mate, ya?"

"...you know I am not short the full quid, ya? I know the limitations of my own spell."

He would know how many times in succession Noah used it, based on how unstable his form currently is- and it does not match the number of fights he has done. "Well I wanted to test it, right? But then I 'ad actual fights, and then we were having it off the other night." Oliver sighed loudly. "The good news is, I think I have drawn the crikey mikey out of his hole, so it will u-ey soon and she'll be apples again. What's the worst that could happen?"

"Well, you'd be fighting in the nuddy- a Bruce's clothes don't work on a bouncy mouse. So if you don't mind losing your daks in public; I guess not much. It will trap you in that shape for a while- the spell will take a day or more ta burn off. Unfortunately- your mind is also part of your body."

"W-what?!"

"It won't change your personality, you won't lose knowledge, and your memories will remain intact... but a kangaroo brain isn't meant ta process all of that, or hold that much'n the first place ta need processin'. Your instincts will be louder than a hissing roach- conscious thought will be muted."

Noah's head had never transformed for him to realize that part. He will have minimal control over himself while fully transformed, so it would be sort of like a dream where your body is on auto pilot and you are just watching events unfold. Having Noah transformed into a feral 'roo means he is essentially a wild animal, and he has a rather scrappy personality, so; a violent wild animal. Since Oliver is a Mancer, he has a warding stone and takes it out so he can use it on Noah. Since the excess mana is saturating his body- Oliver cannot yank it out or he will risk damaging the body to get it out. The warding stone will nullify and scatter any energy that makes its own way to the surface though- preventing any unwanted random changes that attempt to use the energy surplus. That only stabilized him now though- Oliver isn't with him while at work, and Noah will need to change again to face off against Rich, so the ward can't help him there.

To help him stay stable, Oliver cuddled with him again late into the morning of the following day, even though it was too late for him to usually stay up- so he ended up falling asleep propped up against Noah. Noah had his arms over Oliver's shoulders and their fingers knit together, so rather than try to carry him back to bed, he just went to sleep on the couch too, pulling Oliver gently up as he lays out- being the big spoon, cradling his soft goth boy like a teddy bear. The next day they were woken up abruptly by a rock through their window! Noah works the late shift, so they are both not used to being awake any earlier than the middle of the afternoon. Oliver dashed over to see the damages- a stone through the kitchen window. His brain was having a hard time waking up so he just gawked at it for a good moment before the wheels in his head turned enough for him to actually realize what was happening. Noah immediately dashed out the front door to face a crowd of Rich and his posse waiting. Several more rocks bounced off the outside of his house as the mob tossed them.

"Well if it isn't the queers I told to piss off." Rich motioned to several people in his mob. "I have heard you been bruising up some of my chums, and I don't appreciate it."

"Aw, and here I thought I was doin' ya a favor making sure the bludger's were on their toes. Now... actually just woke up mate, so... rather listen to a billy whistle than put up with a dingo's breakfast wagging my chin with a fanny like you. But, I will still lay you flat if it's what ya really want." He raised his fists with a grin.

"I... still have no idea what you are saying. But hopefully you understand plain English- prepare to have the shit kicked out of you, as promised."

This time rather than adhere to his torso; the black long sleeve Rich is wearing now spirals up and seems to stretch his neck effortlessly, becoming very long and snake-like, tapering off on his upper chest and back with a single disjointed stripe around the bottom. His horns seemed to grow out even longer this time, and some of his black hair seemed to spiral into the base of the horns to assist their growth. His lower half transformed- his shoes merging with his expanding digitigrade feet, turning them leather brown to up half his shins, then transition to dark jean blue while continued up the length of his quickly expanding tail, covered in long, sharp diamond shaped scales. The scales overlap in a way that makes his hide almost like a serrated knife edge. The coloration of the pants dipped lower this time, leaving his crotch human flesh toned, but it raised higher in the back, so that the stripe created from what used to be his pants and shirt nearly touched in the middle of his back, but not anywhere close to each other on the sides or front. Rich's rings distorted space around him to make his form- so even if he was just holding something in his hands, the object would become part of his dragon form. Even if fully transformed though- his mind will not be affected because his actual composition isn't changed at all. It is almost as if the spell turns his body into liquid and just presses it into a dragon-shaped mold.

Noah activated his own transformation quickly, but unlike Rich; his took a lot more than just two seconds to process. Rich just cocked an eyebrow and waited for it to go through- mildly interested in what he would become to face the dragon, rather than being even remotely intimidated. The transformation was different this time though; due to the instability and excess energy, it happened faster than before and was preceded by a violent ripple through his entire body, like it could not decide what it changed first. His feet slid out of his socks as his legs changed shape quickly, letting off a series of snaps and cracks from his bones and joints that did not feel at all painful- but certainly sounded like it should. He did not have time when running out to even put shoes on in the first place. His tail grew out so quickly it almost yanked his pants down, but he grabbed them in the front and yanked his tail up as it grew to pull it free. He unintentionally cried out and almost fell forward when his hips abruptly changed, and set his genital transformation in motion. He tried to cancel it out but the spell did not seem to respond to his input anymore. Like a break in the wall of a dam- once the water starts to burst through you sort of just have to let it run its course before you even attempt to repair it.

Unlike his past transformations, this time the fur spread rapidly and over took his massive thighs, racing down his legs and tail! He held his arms up to himself awkwardly from the sensation as his thumbs devolved into just two more clawed fingers, and a new patch of fur started to grow on the back of his forepaws to spread out over his upper body! Normally a lot of his scars are nearly invisible- just slightly smoother, more pale areas of skin, but once his fur started to spread you could very easily see all of his scars, because the fur did not grow over them. Small spots and lots of notches became visible around his arms and hands, and upper torso. Even a diamond shaped patch on his side where he had been stabbed by a knife long ago. Noah struggled against the changes, trying to stop them there but he only managed to very slightly slow them down. His heart hammered harder and his muscles swelled tight as stone. His abs and pecs became so pronounced it was like they had been chiseled from marble, but then their shape became obscured as his ribs started to let off a series of hollow pops- his rib cage was spreading out. This caused his midriff to swell out and his entire body to take on more of a barrel shape. At this point he stopped struggling, and felt the pressure in his bones and the subtle tingle of impending changes advance into his neck. He could feel the human portion of his body being swallowed up, as if sinking into a pool of beast. Oh well- it would help him win the fight. Oliver will hopefully be able to get him under control after the fact. His neck stretched longer and his ears flicked around several times on their own as the new muscle grew into their base and returned them to large leaf-shapes. It sort of felt like some invisible force tugging on his face and he was sure he was probably making some unusual expressions, but could not help it. His mouth started to stretch forward and then his nose as the bridge equalized with the expansion of the rest of his face to become a muzzle. His top jaw started to expand unevenly with the lower though- becoming nearly twice as long as the lower jaw! His teeth started to pull apart; the sharper front teeth and flat, grinding teeth at the back became divided as the jaw became much longer without his tooth count being altered at all to fill in the extra space. The front teeth on his bottom jaw continued to grow longer and longer however, putting pressure on the lower jaw bone and gums as they started to angle outward from the severe growth! The bottom jaw of a kangaroo actually stops at least a full inch short of the upper jaw- the rest of the distance is made up by the teeth alone, which point almost completely horizontally out from its face. Since it is covered by lip, you cannot outwardly tell that the entire end of the bottom jaw is just teeth. The top jaw also grows longer vertically at the end to fill in the space, since the bottom teeth are angled out instead of up.

While Noah's head changed his vision was almost entirely blank- half from turning blue toned from the blood pressure increase behind his eyes, but the subtle vibrations of the expanding bone caused his vision to jitter so quickly it all just looked like a blur till the transformation settled. His hair is already quite short, so rather than fall out and get replaced by fur, it just shortened and softened and turned into fur. Its coloration however remained unchanged! His fur grew in the pale sandy brown a 'roo normally has, but remained black on his head, and his tattoo also remained reflected in his fur color! Because of how they aligned as his head stretched into its new shape, the black tire-tread patterned fur seemed to be an extension of the black patch on his head, and trailed down his long neck to his chest- the marking now three times as long as normal because of how everything stretched and grew! The fur finished marking the last of his changes as it finished covering his long face up to his nose- though skipped a strip horizontally across the bridge of his muzzle; a scar that was invisible as a human. That one wasn't even a battle scar- he got that when he was a little kid from jumping on a bed; flew off and smashed his nose open on the edge of a table.

The first notable change in his thoughts is that Noah immediately became more relaxed. He bounced from one foot to the other, eager for a fight! He dropped his pants and let them fall to the ground since he no longer possesses human modesty. The shirt remained on, though rather baggy.

Rich scoffed at him. "An overgrown rat, wow, impressive. Impressively stupid, in thinking you could do anything to me with that form."

In this form Noah did not understand, nor care what Rich had to say, and immediately lunged at him! Rich half-turned and smashed Noah back with his tail, which thanks to the razor scales on it, left several rips in his shirt and thin red lines on his skin under it. Noah caught him off-guard and used his powerful legs to jump forward and head-butt Rich in the throat! He stumbled back, coughing from the hit and Noah wasted no time and kicking him again, stomping down onto his shin, buckling his leg! To get some distance, Rich punched Noah without trying to get up first, the scales on the back of his hand cut Noah across the side of his face. When Noah was knocked back, he turned just enough to give Rich view of his tail. Rich grabbed his tail and yanked him off the ground, through the air and slammed him into the ground! Noah let out a sound almost like a bark, rolling onto all fours, facing away from Rich a moment to get his breath. The dragon man scoffed at him again, raising a foot about to stomp on the creature's spine and end him. Noah stood up for a moment on his hands, and before Rich could react- slammed him with both feet at the same time, with enough force to smash the air out of his lungs and stagger him back, wheezing from the hit. By the time his vision focused and he looked to where Noah was, he was gone! Noah was three feet in the air, and came down on the side of Rich's face with his full weight behind a single foot kick! Rich's head hit the ground with so much force that he tore all the grass off the ground as his body slid several feet. Had he not been transformed into an anthro dragon, the kick likely would have caved in his skull or at the very least shattered his neck.

Several people in the watching crowd started to whip rocks at Noah- not at all interested in a fair fight. Rich stood up and wiped the blood trailing from his split lip as Noah was distracted with everyone else. Whenever Noah went to pounce on an attacker, they moved away and other people closed in on him instead. There was too many people- and as a kangaroo he was unable to focus a target. Rich yanked him back by his tail while his back was turned and punched him in the back of the head, causing his vision to go white for a moment as he staggered forward, stunned. Rich grabbed his head and yanked it down into a knee he raised to smash him in the jaw, and then spun around and smashed Noah back with his tail again! Too many blows to the head in succession was causing everything to spin for Noah- his vision could not focus on anything. He would be lucky if he did not suffer from a severe concussion. Before he could try to get up, Rich stepped on his tail to hold him down.

"When I am done with you, I am going to let every one of my boys here get in a hit. We are going to turn you into hamburger meat, rat."

"Oy!"

Everyone turned to the house, following the call. Oliver held the doorway, having a bit of trouble moving for a moment, immediately after his own transformation. Seeing his lover was in big trouble, he transformed himself.

Rich huffed and shook his head at the smaller man, seeing in the shade of the unlit house that he had also taken on the same form. "Another of your weird ass kangaroos? If your boyfriend couldn't cut it, what makes you think your candyass can? Ahaha."

His laugh trailed off as Oliver had to duck to fit through the front door. His pants were removed, but his top was stretched and torn trying to fit around him still. His hood pulled back so the rings around its rim jingled softly together when he moves. Unlike Noah, his index and middle finger were twice the size of normal and every one of his digits capped with a claw three times as long as a kangaroo- all glossy black like his nail polish. The fur around his face stole the black color from his lipstick to almost make it look like he was wearing a black mask. The rest of his fur is desaturated- almost grey instead of brown; likely a result of transforming his already very pale human skin. His face is only half the length of Noah's at most, coming to a flat, boxy end. Oliver's torso is much bulkier and wrapped in visible muscle, looking like a kangaroo on steroids. The tail is shorter but also thicker at the base- only just long enough to barely touch the ground behind him. His feet have devolved even further- rather than one massive toe and two half-sized ones... it's just one toe. The claw on its end is almost as thick as it is long, absolutely massive and because Oliver stands on only the front of his feet like a digitigrade... the single clawed toe actually closely resembles the hoof of an ungulate. He WALKS out into the open, approaching Rich calmly. Oliver walks on two legs- a kangaroo can't do that. It either bounces on two legs or walks on four. Coming in at 8'10" and 530 pounds- Oliver transformed himself into Procoptodon Goliah- a species of giant kangaroo, 18,000 years extinct; 7,000 years before the original Australians migrated there. The outback before it was out back.

Using the tip of his tail to help spring forward, Oliver lunged at Rich who caught his fist in his hand, but was shoved back by the force- and promptly took Oliver's other fist to the face. Rich snarled at him and punched toward him, but Oliver met him fist-to-fist and hit with enough force to shatter the bones in Rich's hand! Rich bent over, holding his shattered hand in agony and Oliver grabbed him by the hair and smashed his face into the ground, promptly walking on top of him so he could not even attempt to get back up. Another of Rich's men ran at him in anger, and Oliver turned and punched him so hard you could hear the loud pop of the cartilage in his nose exploding as his face was flattened and he bounced back off Oliver's fist so fast you would think he was hit by a train. The next person to run at him; Oliver simply grabbed him by the face and yanked him to the ground like he was tossing away trash. Another attempted to run at him from the opposite side to blind-side him, but Oliver raised a single foot back and the man quickly turned to run the other away- but Oliver's legs are so long he was still able to reach the fleeing man and kicked him in the spine hard enough to crack it, and the feeling in the man's lower body blinked off for a moment, threatening him with paralysis. Everyone else quickly dropped their rocks and ran, scattering in every direction away from the primal beast Oliver turned himself into. Oliver did not attempt to follow any of them- his transformation was not unstable, so he still had his perfectly intact human mind. Before stepping off Rich, he placed a hoof-like claw onto the back of his head and twisted back and forth; grinding Rich's face against the dirt.

Oliver went over to the still dazed and dizzy Noah and grabbed him by the nape and dragging him to his feet. Noah let out a disappointed barking sound as Oliver basically dragged him back inside to try and get his form under control and tend to his wounds. Rich remained face-down on the ground for quite some time, abandoned by his groupies. Rich would never bother Oliver or Noah again, and threatened those who had been with him with a severe beating if they so much as whispered a word to anyone else. Rich needed to prevent anyone from learning how badly Oliver kicked his ass, or his role of their gang leader would go out the window real fast. Noah was in a beast's mind at the time and half concussed, so his recollection of the fight was largely a blur as well; Oliver made sure to tell him he did a good job once he recovered- completely neglecting to mention it was in fact Oliver himself that ended the fight. The tough-guy hero role fit Noah much better anyway. Oliver proffers to be the bottom.