{"sf1_id":2179920,"sf2_id":"ynZ7BV51","title":"The New Test Subject","author":"Tomzomodest","words":2935,"posted_at":"2024-09-18T05:28:48.000Z","tags":["2nd Person","Cute","Joltik","Pokemon","SFW","Sfw transformation","TF","Transformation","wholesome"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2179920-the-new-test-subject","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ynZ7BV51","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/3c/90/3c905eb4-1093-4a88-bdf5-673060ffb0f1","description":"(Old story from FA)  \nHi y'all! ^w^  \nThis is my first story that I'm uploading to FurAffinity. I wanted to make a cute, wholesome little transformation story for a while now, and I finally managed to get it on paper! This is my first real story I'm making public, so criticism is welcome! (just... be nice).  \n  \nI based this on the Writeforme task that I made a while back. It's essentially the same story, just some minor things changed.  \nHere, you can try it out if you want to  \n[https://writeforme.org/task/637f057.....bd4b003db6957f](https://writeforme.org/task/637f057.....bd4b003db6957f)  \n  \nOkay, byeeeee","content":"**The New Test Subject**  \nYou lie in bed in your studio, your thoughts garbling your mind again. You’ve always  \nwondered what it would be like to be a Pokémon… Especially a cute one. You grumble to  \nyourself, looking down at your ordinary human body. You’re fine with how your body is- what  \nwith the thumbs and all that- but sometimes you just want something new. Something different.  \nSomething cute.  \nWhatever, you think, trying to get your mind off it, I’ll get used to it eventually. You pull  \nyour sheets further towards you in a vain attempt to get a good night's rest. After about thirty  \nminutes, however, you open your eyes again. “Screw it, I can’t sleep,” you mumble, groggily  \ngetting out of bed and over towards the fridge. Grabbing a yogurt and a soda, you walk towards  \nthe couch and turn on the television. Maybe the sounds of a decade-old sitcom will lull you back  \nto sleep.  \nYou browse through different channels, finding nothing that interests you. Giving up, you  \nsettle on watching the local news. It’s good to know what’s going on around me, I suppose you  \nthink, hoping a boring news day would be enough to push you into rest. However, as you slowly  \nclose your eyes, the reporter says something that catches your ears.  \n“Coming out of San Ignacio today,” the news anchor states “a new innovation in  \ntransformation technology has been making headlines in a new, unexpected field of research.”  \nThe word “transformation” jolts you awake as the story peaks your interest. “Tigress  \nIncorporated, a new startup focused on the testing and manufacture of transformation serums,  \nhas reportedly found a way to change one’s ‘genetic makeup’ into a new, different body. CEO of  \nTigress, Cameron Venegas, cla… ”  \nYou didn’t bother listening to the rest of the story. After all, this could be exactly what  \nyou’re looking for: the opportunity to finally have your dreams realized! You pull out your phone  \nand look up Tigress. Finding their website, you scour every page to find if they are looking for  \npeople willing to test their products. To your surprise, they are! And they have a number you can  \ncontact. Typing it into your contacts, you turn off the T.V. and race back to your bed. Like before,  \nyou have trouble going to sleep, but now you’re determined to get your rest, for tomorrow you  \nhave some very important things to do.  \n\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*  \nYou wake up feeling rested, but above all you feel excited. More than you’ve felt in  \nyears. You pull out your phone again and open your contacts to see the company’s number.  \nYou’re somewhat reluctant; you’re not used to making phone calls and you start thinking through  \nwhether or not you actually want this. However, as you hit the call button you force yourself  \ntowards a point of no return.  \nDialing… dialing… dialing  \n“Hello,” a voice says “you’ve reached Tigress Incorporated, Testing Department. How  \nmay I help you today?” You didn’t expect anyone to pick up, really. You take a second to collect  \nyour thoughts before responding “Um… h-hello. I… saw that news report last night about t-the  \nexperiments you’ve been doing. I uh… was wondering if your company is taking new t-test  \nsubjects?” You awkwardly wait for a response, feeling a little embarrassed by your nervousness.  \nYou hear the person clack away at their keyboard. “Why yes! We’re always looking for people  \nwilling to help test our latest products. Can I schedule you for an appointment?”  \nYou breathe erratically as you process their answer. Holy crap, you think, oh god oh god  \noh god this is actually happening. You collect yourself quickly, worrying that you’re taking too  \nlong. “Yeah, I’m totally down for that. C-could I book a visit next saturday?” You get  \nincreasingly excited as the person helps schedule your appointment. This is actually happening,  \nand you can barely contain your excitement. Your heart drops, however. There is a pressing  \nquestion you need to ask them.  \n“Hey so…” you say in a very anxious tone. “If you don’t uh… mind me asking, but if I  \ncan make a special request… I’d like to become something… cute. Is… is that alright?”  \nThe person on the other line doesn’t respond, and the only thing you hear is the stroking  \nof a keyboard. Your face flushes red with embarrassment as you regret asking the question. Now,  \nyou’re having second thoughts about going through with the experiment in the first place. You  \nwait for an answer, desperate for the call to end.  \n“...We won’t be able to book you next weekend if we do so, but we can get our lab boys  \nto whip something up. How does the same day next month sound?”  \nYour eyes widen and an overjoyed smile grows on your face “Um- sure! That absolutely  \nworks. Thanks a bunch!” You can barely contain your excitement as the person finishes your  \nschedule. As you hang up, you laugh joyously, punching the air with pure happiness. Breathing  \nheavily, you calm yourself down, not wanting to risk a noise complaint. You look out your  \nwindow, wondering what new body they would give. It’s all you can think about for the rest of  \nthe day.  \nYou're not even sure if you could wait an entire month.  \n\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*  \nYou walk through the doors of Tigress’ testing labs, butterflies bouncing around your  \nstomach. You think and rethink about your desires, but onward you go, determined to get the  \nchanges you want. You walk up to the front desk and sign the necessary paperwork. As you sit  \ndown in a rather blank-looking waiting room, your mind races with ideas of which Pokémon  \nthey’ll turn yo into. What if they make me a rockruff? Or a snivy? Oh gosh, what if they made me  \na mew? Can they even do that? What do these people even consider “cute?” Man, I should’ve  \nbeen more specific. Minutes feel like hours and hours like days as you think too hard about  \nwhat’s to come. Eventually, thankfully, someone calls you in.  \nAs you are led through a sterile hallway, an older man in a lab coat catches up to you.  \n“Hello” he says to you with a smile. “So you’re the new test subject, huh? It’s good to see  \nanother fresh face willing to test these new serums.” You look back at him and nod, giving an  \nawkward smile. Everything’s happening so fast that the butterflies in your stomach are going  \nhaywire. Am I even prepared for what happens next?  \n“Well, we’ve got your identity on standby, so no one will assume you’re dead or missing.  \nI’ll be prescribing your ‘medicine’ to you today.” You think about what he had said for a hot  \nmoment. I hadn’t thought about that. Will my friends worry about me? My family? Maybe I  \nshouldn’t have acted on impulse. At least they have my info… Moving ahead of you, you reach a  \ndoor at the end of a hallway. He opens the door and ushers you in.  \n\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*  \nThe doctor’s office wasn’t anything out of the ordinary: that large bed, cupboards full of  \ngod-knows-what, and posters about hygiene. The Doctor closes the door behind you. “Please,  \ntake a seat,” he says, “we will get to the experiment shortly.” You climb onto that large bed and  \nlook back at the doctor, anxious but excited for what happens next. “Now before we begin, are  \nthere any questions you have for me? Any concerns.”  \nYou should have expected this; This is experimental stuff we’re dealing with here. Of  \ncourse there were gonna be questions needing answers. You have to think of something.  \nSomething to take the stress off your back. “Will… will this be painful?” you say meekly. It’s the  \nonly thing you can think of. “Well, the serum will be injected into your arm, but there are  \nnumbing agents in this stuff. You’ll just feel numb in the areas that’re changing.” You feel  \nsomewhat relieved at the fact, but you’re still nervous about what’s about to happen. You’re still  \nnot sure if you’re ready for what comes next. “T-that was all. Thanks.”  \n“Very well. Now, you should know that this is the last chance you have to opt out. If you  \nwish to decline this serum, please say so now.” You stop for a moment. You didn't know there  \nwas an opt out. You kinda rushed through the paperwork in the excitement that you didn’t  \nactually read what was on the forms. You’re lucky you didn’t sign away your rights or  \nsomething!  \nYou think for a small bit. Is this really what I want? To have some new body that I’m not  \neven sure what it’ll be? You look down at your body and remember that night and all those  \nnights before. How you’ve felt the need for something better. It feels weird to admit it, but this is  \na dream come true. You decide not to waste this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You have to go  \nthrough with this. If nothing else, you’ll know for sure afterwards that this is what you want. You  \nbreathe deep. “No. I’m ready.”  \nThe doctor nods and reaches into one of the cupboards. He takes out a needle and a tiny  \nbottle of liquid. You flinch at the sight of the needle, but you're willing to go through the pain to  \nreap the rewards. The Doctor approaches you, filling the syringe with the serum. “Now,” he says,  \n“I want you to close your eyes and breathe in deep.” You shut your eyes and inhale. “And out.”  \nAs you breathe you, he injects you with the liquid, stinging as it pierces your skin.  \nYou open your eyes as he pulls the needle out. The stinging is replaced by a lingering  \nsoreness. You wonder how long it’ll take before it starts to numb. The doctor steps back and  \nstands in a corner of the room. “Alright,” he says, “The changes will start occurring any minute  \nnow. I’ll be over here taking notes and helping you through your changes if necessary. For now  \njust breathe deeply and keep yourself calm.” You nod and look at your body, waiting for your  \ntransformation to begin.  \n\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*  \nAt first, nothing. You don’t feel anything changing in you. You think it’s just the numbing  \nagents doing their work, but now you start wondering if you’ve been duped and this startup was  \na scam this entire time. Then, as you consider walking out, your left hand starts to feel numb.  \nIntrigued, you look down at it.  \nMy fingers. Are they turning… blue? Why are they blue? What? What the Hell?? You  \nstare deeply at your hand, your breath becoming frantic as the color spreads from your palm to  \nyour wrist. You start wondering if this is worth it, even if there’s no turning back. “Breathe  \ndeeply, c’mon” The Doctor reminds you as he writes vigorously on a nearby clipboard. Glancing  \nback, you listen to his advice, inhaling slowly as you look back down.  \nGolden yellow hair… fur?... starts growing rapidly from your wrist and up your arm.  \nYour right hand also starts turning blue and fur grows around its wrist. Shock and fear subside in  \nyour mind and are replaced with awe and curiosity.  \nYour clothes feel loose around you. Weird, you think, it fit me well a while ago. You look  \naround the office. The cupboards, the Doctor, the bed you sit on; it all seems… bigger. You see  \nthat your feet aren't sticking out of the cuffs of your baggy jeans. You’re shrinking. You can see  \nthat now, and you savor every inch lost. If it makes me look cuter, you suppose. “Hey uh Doc,”  \nyou say, “can I uh… take off some of my clothes? It looks like I won't be needing it soon.”  \nLooking up from his notes, he nods and continues writing down your changes. You kick away  \nyour jeans and throw off your shirt as you keep an eye out for the next changes.  \nYour fingers slowly fuse into pointy stubs as the fur moves from your arms to your torso.  \nYou reach up towards the light above you, admiring your new appendages. You feel them getting  \nsticky, as if they’re covered in syrup. It feels weird on your skin, and the sticky feeling was kind  \nof uncomfortable. You think about the purpose of them, but eventually you come to a realization.  \nYou can speculate no longer: you’re becoming a Joltik! Your face, once dumbfounded,  \ncurves into a giddy grin. You finally have the chance to have cute form you once could only  \nimagine. “Woah” you manage to say, the only word you can think.  \nYou shrink even further to the size of a child. As you do, your feet start feeling numb as  \nyour toes turn blue. You wiggle your toes for the last time as the same fur grows around your  \nankles. You giggle a little under your breath, watching them move forward and back as they turn  \ninto sticky stubs as well. It’s a strange experience to see your body change, but now you only  \nwant to see more of it.  \nAs the fur crawls down your belly- the fur turning a light brown- your insides feel weird.  \nYou thank the serum for numbing it, but it's impossible to ignore the feeling in your stomach.  \nYou aren’t able to see it, but you’re growing a pouch under your skin that stores electricity.  \nYour limbs shift around you, forcing you to stand on all fours.The fur on your legs meets  \nyour torso as it crawls up your neck. You feel uncomfortable at the thought of the serum  \nchanging your face, but you anticipate it anyway. You made it this far, and you’re ready for  \nwhat’s next. Just keep yourself calm. Just like the Doc said.  \nEventually, you stop shrinking as your body becomes adorably small. You're tiny enough  \nto fit in somebody’s hand! As your face starts to numb, you feel a weird pulsing behind your  \neyes. Your vision starts to blur as the pulsing gets more intense. You need to close your eyes, it  \nfeels way too weird. Your eyelids close tightly as you awkwardly rub them with your stubs. You  \nfeel pins and needles inside your neck disappear as quickly as it appears. Eventually, the pulsing  \ndies down as you open your eyes.  \nEverything looks… different. Everything looks panoramic and kinda far away, but you  \ncan still see fine. You think. Either way, you’re probably gonna have to get used to seeing 180  \ndegrees around you. You realize that you’ve probably grown an extra pair of smaller eyes. It  \nmakes sense if you’re becoming a Joltik. Still, it’s something you’ll have to adjust to your new  \nand improved(?) eyesight.  \nYour face feels fuzzy; fur spreads across your head as you adjust to your eyesight. While  \ndoing so, you see the Doctor reaching for something in a cupboard. “Well, your changes are  \nalmost complete and our appointment’s about to end. I assume you want to see what you look  \nlike, yes?” Your eyes widen- or whatever the equivalent is in this body- as glee fills your body.  \nYou couldn’t possibly say no.  \n“Jol! Joltik!” you squeak. You stop yourself, hearing your new voice. You giggle with  \nhigh-pitched glee, happy that you have a cute voice to complement your new, cute body. Your  \nmouth shifts into a pair of small, adorable mandibles to further complement your voice.  \n“Hehe. Yeah, I thought so,” The Doctor chuckles, putting a mirror right in front of you.  \n“Whaddaya think?”  \nYou look at the creature that stares back at you: the rotund body, the spiky fur, those four  \nlarge, blue eyes. You turn your body to see every angle, seeing more golden fur.  \nYou blush with pure joy. Your dream has finally come true! You’re a Joltik! A tiny,  \nadorable Joltik! You jump from side to side, euphoric that your desires have become a reality.  \n“Joltik! Jol Jol Joltik!” You squeak back at him, but no amount of squeaking could ever express  \nhow thankful you are to him.  \n“Well, I’m glad you like your new form,” he says, scratching your head with his finger.  \n“Now, I assume you know enough about Joltik to live as one, yeah?” You nod, trying to pay  \nattention to him as you continue to admire your body. “Alright. Well, let's get all the formalities  \ndone and get you on your way.” With great difficulty, you take my eyes off your reflection and  \nlisten to what he has to say. “Alright,” he says, picking up a paper. “Now, you should know that  \nthere’s a failsafe inside the serum so you are able to change back whenever you wish. You just  \nhave to think about it hard enough, and your original form will return. Your identity is on  \nstandby, as stated, and people will know you’re still alive, blah blah blah blah blah none of this  \nreally matters. Tigress Incorporated thanks you for your participation and helping push  \ntransformation technology into the future.” You loudly yawn while listening to him, shaking  \nyourself awake. “Yeah, I know. Welp that’s the rest of it. Here, I’ll see you out the door” He  \ngives out his hand and you jump on. As he carries out back down that sterile hallway, You think  \nabout what you're gonna do in your new, cute body and how long it’ll be before you use that  \nfailsafe.  \nBut that doesn’t matter now. All you care about is how adorable you’re gonna be for as  \nlong as you desire to be.  \nYou wonder if their serums will be sold in stores."}