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"Onto the weather forecast that I'm sure everyone wants to hear," the voice on the radio said. "While I'm sure that you're all sick of the cold snap that has gripped this area, I'm afraid that I must report that we need to extend the duration for at least another day. The polar vortex that stalled over this area will continue to remain-"

Nathaniel sighed as he turned off the radio, unsure why he even bothered to listen to the broadcast in the first place. As he looked out at his windows, he could see the thick layer of frost that had formed on them. He knew that the outside was just as bad as it had been for the previous week. While he was fortunate that he had gone out and gotten supplies beforehand, when the cold came into their area for only a day, he started to find himself growing bored of the same old food he had gotten. One of the things he hadn't gotten was snacks since it wasn't reasonably necessary to ensure he had enough to eat or batteries in case the power went out. However, since going out was not advisable under the current conditions, he could do nothing but wait.

Just as he was about to go and cook himself some rice to eat, he heard his doorbell go off, which surprised him since he didn't even think that package delivery was going on at the moment with how cold it was at the moment and the fact that he was out in a more rural area. When he went to the door to open it, he found no truck or anything; the only thing he was greeted with was a blast of cold air that immediately caused him to shudder. As he looked down, however, he saw that someone had left a box before his door. After fighting the elements, he managed to get it inside and close it behind him. It looks like they are running services out here today; after all, Nat thought to himself as he looked at the box. Though grateful for whatever it was, he didn't remember ordering anything.

The box itself was wrapped up in plain brown paper, and it was a bit heavy. As he looked it over, he saw no indicator of his address. He found a small card tied to the string that the box had on it, and when he pulled it off and opened it, he discovered that someone had addressed it to him personally. "Hey Nat, I hope this package finds you well," Nat read aloud as he went to get a pair of scissors to cut the string itself. "I heard that you might be craving something tasty, and I wanted to make sure that you didn't miss out, so consider this a winter relief package to have a treat whenever you want."

There was no other name or anything on the note, and Nat just shrugged as he tossed it aside, then set himself to open the box itself. Once he had torn away the wrapping paper, he was left with a polished wooden box with a crocodile head burned into the cover, and the front of it read Jerkah's Sweets and Treats. That was a company he had never heard of before, Nat thought to himself as he looked over the rather ornate box and admired the brass hinges and other fixtures. He couldn't imagine getting something like this for free. He opened the box and was greeted with the smells within; however, he immediately forgot about everything else as his eyes widened at what he saw.

Cheese, candies, popcorn... the entire box was stuffed to the gills with all manner of snacks that looked like they were rather gourmet, like something that one would order out of a catalog as he pulled out a rather large bag of candied almonds and dried fruit. Even without knowing where it came from, he had to guess that the box and goods inside were at least a couple hundred bucks, and it made him wonder why someone had decided to drive out to his house for free. Also, it was strange that someone knew he had a sweet tooth, but his thoughts on the matter continued to get distracted when he found more things that made his mouth water. The one that topped it all off was the sacks of hot chocolate, seeing several different flavors, from regular to peppermint to dark chocolate to one with marshmallows and several others, along with instructions on making them.

Sold, Nat thought to himself as he grabbed the regular one and brought it into his kitchen. Between the brief exposure to the cold air and his need for something sweet, this was the perfect thing to satisfy both. He grabbed some milk out of his fridge as instructed and put it to a boil. Though the instructions were a little more complicated than the usual fare he imagined it was because it was unique, and he was willing to put in a little extra effort if it meant something extra tasty. Plus, it was only a few additional steps than usual, and when he was done, he poured all the contents into a mug and then put the pan away.

"Alright, Jerkah," Nat said to himself as he took a brief whiff of the sweet drink. "Let's see what you got." As soon as he took the first sip, Nat felt like he had gone to heaven; it tasted like a chocolate bar had just melted into his mouth, and as he thought the warmth spread out from his mouth, he found the taste rich without being overbearing. It was the perfect cup of hot chocolate, which obliterated his thoughts about sharing with his friends with that first sip as he took another small drink while waiting for the hot liquid to cool a bit.

His dinner had become wholly forgotten as he went into the living room, took his mug with him, and turned on the television while he continued to drink the hot beverage. It was so good, and the way it warmed him up made him not even want a blanket, feeling the heat seep into his bones like he had just taken a hot bath. He was going to have to find where this guy was on the internet and write him a good review or something, he thought to himself as he tried to savor the drink as much as he could, and possibly find more of the stuff as after a few minutes he found that he had already downed the large mug full of it. Part of him wanted to get another cup and possibly try another flavor. Still, as he started slumping on his couch, he found his eyelids growing heavy and his stomach gurgling slightly in contentment before he fell asleep completely.

When Nat woke again, he found that only about an hour had passed, though he felt refreshed as he stretched his arms. He didn't even realize he had been that tired, but the lull of the cocoa had pulled him down into a needed nap, he thought to himself. He took the mug and brought it to the sink to wash later. He began walking around like he was walking on carpet, even though his floors were all hardwood. When the sensation proceeded, when he walked back to his couch, he took off his socks and saw if something was going on with his feet.

Once he took them off, he saw they looked a bit swollen, and his nails looked darker than usual. Though the sight was a bit disconcerting, they didn't hurt at all, and as he put them back on the floor, they felt better. Better to keep them off for now, Nate instructed himself as he grabbed his remote and flipped through the channels until he could find something to watch. After a bit of time had passed, though, he felt his stomach gurgle, and as he looked at the clock on his television, he realized he had forgotten to make himself dinner, though as he put a hand to his stomach, he didn't feel like eating everything. He still had the heavenly taste of that hot chocolate on his tongue, and he didn't want to mar it with anything else to keep his supply as high as possible until he found the one who made it.

As the night went on, Nat continued to feel his stomach bubble, but while it wasn't causing him discomfort, it started to feel like the sensation was spreading. It was like his insides were being shifted around, and when it began to reach his chest, he finally knew that he had to stop ignoring it and investigate what was going on. He went to his bathroom and pulled up his shirt, but when it was hard to see with the light coming directly down and casting a shadow, he just pulled it off entirely and leaned in. He expected to find it swollen, considering how much he heard and felt it rumbling. Instead, his stomach looked relatively flat, and though he wasn't really out of shape, the fat pads he was used to seeing on his belly looked like they had disappeared.

"What, was that hot chocolate a weight loss supplement too or something?" Nat mused to himself, leaning in when he noticed something else that looked like hairs on his chest. Little late to be starting puberty, he joked as he had never had much down the in the way of hair, but as he brushed his fingers down the middle of his chest, he was surprised to find a fine layer that had started growing. At first, he thought it might have been just him rubbing his skin. Strange... as he shifted the light around, he noticed a layer of fine white hair growing along his collarbone.

This was starting to get strange, Nat thought as he stepped outside his bathroom so he wouldn't have to look at himself. Weight loss, swollen feet, and hair on the chest, never in his life had he heard of anyone with those kinds of symptoms and couldn't fathom what sort of illness might cause that. Unless... maybe he was allergic to something in the hot chocolate he had drank? It was a bit of a long shot, but he decided to go to the box full of goodies to check, except when he got to his table where he had left them, he found they were gone!

That's impossible, though, Nat thought as he looked around the table to see if the entire thing had gotten knocked off; he had only had the box for an hour and would have known if someone had come in to take it. It was strange that someone would break in just to take a free relief package full of snacks, though as he finished sweeping the living room and the kitchen, he found himself unable to find anything there. He sighed and put his hands to his head when he couldn't find anything, eventually leaning against the wall only to feel something press up against his back like a nail. When he quickly turned around to see what it was, he was surprised to see what looked like some sort of long dark quill that shined in the light, and when he pulled it out of the wall and examined it he suddenly found the urge to take a bite out of it and did so.

Hot chocolate. It tasted exactly like that hot chocolate.

But why was there a chocolate quill in his wall?

More importantly, where did this chocolate quill come from? Since he didn't see any chocolate porcupines wandering about, he had no idea where they could come from, though as he finished the sweet treat, he suddenly realized what he had just done. He had just eaten something that he had found stuck to his wall; he didn't even know where it had come from. If that wasn't strange enough, he found himself wanting even more and even looking to see if perhaps there was another one or two that had landed on the ground for him to eat.

Just as he leaned down, however, he found himself groaning as he felt another gurgle in his stomach, this time much stronger, as it felt like something was forming somewhere further up in his chest. He realized at this point that he had not put his shirt back on, but that just allowed him to see his pectorals start to thicken right before his eyes. It was like he was watching himself work out every day for a year, and as he could feel the strength building in his chest, it started to spread out more until it reached his shoulders. This wasn't normal, he thought. As it began to feel like his back muscles were flexing on their own, he tried to get back to his mirror to see what was going on.

He found himself tripping before he could get there and nearly fell to the floor, though his arm shot out and grabbed onto the nearby table to catch himself so he didn't fall flat on his face. When he looked down to see what had caused it, his eyes widened as his already swollen feet looked like he was wearing a pair of slippers, except that these slippers had white fur and black claws that were right where his actual feet would be. Even as he looked down, he saw them growing more prominent, and as the fur on them started to spread upwards, he couldn't help but reach down and grab his ankle to try and see what was happening to them.

Though it was hard to tell at that moment, it looked like a bear's paw was on the end of his leg, which made it look weird with the large appendage on such a skinny base until he felt his ankles starting to grow thicker. As he pressed a finger against one of the claws, he found that it felt a bit sharp; it didn't seem to cut him, and just as he was about to let go, he found himself sniffing the air. No way, his mind said as he slowly lowered his nose and found his feet smelt delicious. It must have been some sort of side effect caused by his drinking hot chocolate, which he had no idea the origin of. But even though he tried to deny it, he grew more curious by the second, and with flexibility, he didn't even know he had managed to get one of the claws up to his mouth.

There was a faint snap, and to his surprise, the piece he had bitten came off relatively quickly; as he chewed it in his mouth, he immediately knew two things. The first was that the claw he had just painlessly bit off his foot tasted exactly like the same hot chocolate as the quill and the drink earlier, and the second was when he did it, he felt a tremor of pleasure go through his body. He knew at this moment he should be freaking out, but all he could think of was getting another bite, though he wondered just how many times he could do that before he chewed off his entire transformed foot. As he brought his toes back up to the light, his eyes widened when he saw that he had all his claws again, as if he had not just bitten off one of them and eaten it.

At this point, Nat had no idea what to do. His mind was telling him something was wrong here, while another part of his brain was trying to figure out what it was. Even as he looked at his fingers and saw that he was starting to grow claws along with white fur on the back of his hands, it still didn't register as something he should be worried about. Not to mention there was the pressure on his back that, as he finally got to the bathroom, he found were more of the quills like the one he had found embedded in his wall.

Bear feet and porcupine quills weren't any animal he had ever heard of. He attempted to pull one of the smaller ones off his back and found that they had come off painlessly and even felt good. Though he already knew what he would find, he still felt slightly shocked when the increasingly familiar taste of hot chocolate filled his mouth. Eating another quill also seemed to fuel his transformation further, and as he felt more starting to push out from his back, he also saw the patches of fur that began to grow over his body had started to spread like wildfire over his human flesh. As he rubbed the fur on the back of his hand with an increasingly puffy finger, seeing the white shine of the fur made him wonder... and before he knew it, he stuck out his tongue and licked at it to find that it also had the taste of chocolate.

At least it wasn't white chocolate, Nat joked to himself before a look of panic overtook him, and he put his hands against his head. Why was he making jokes when he was turning into some weird chocolate creature? None of this made any sense, and when he brought his fingers down, he noticed that he couldn't feel his ears anymore. At first, he thought that perhaps he had accidentally pulled them off since everything about his body was now made of chocolate. Still, as he rubbed his hands over his head, he found that they had migrated to the top and started to become increasingly pointed. As he knew he was turning into some sort of animal, he suddenly remembered what it had said on the box and thought that perhaps he could find something related to this on the internet.

Even though Nat knew it was a long shot, he sat down at his computer and started typing in Jerkah and sweets. As expected, he didn't even find a shopping page to buy more. The fact he felt a bit disappointed in that caused him to shake his head, but before he could go further, he let out a grunt and felt something pushing up against the back of his pants. At this point, it was the only piece of clothing he had on since his bear feet wouldn't even fit in his shoes, and his back now had a bunch of quills that he found himself still eating occasionally even though he mentally told himself not to. As he pulled off his pants, he was surprised that it had taken this long for him to have to do it, given the changes that were happening to his body, and the second he lowered the waistband down he felt something push out from just above his butt that swished about in the air.

A tail.

He had grown a tail.

As though waiting for its release, Nat let out a slight moan as it started to grow quills down the top of it, and the white fur that completely covered him was patterned with zebra-like stripes. Since the only fur he had seen previously was on his hands, feet, and chest, he didn't realize he had another aspect to his body. However, when he looked at his increasingly toned chest, he found that the fur spreading to his sides had the faint coloration of a similar pattern that had started on it. But one thing was for sure; the more he was changing, the more he was beginning to enjoy it, and as he took his growing hand and wrapped it around the handful of quills, he was going to satisfy two fits of hunger that he had all in one go.

Nat didn't bother with doing them one at a time; as he took the entire handful and chomped down on them immediately, he immediately felt a surge within him that would have caused him to groan had he not had his mouth full. As he greedily took a second bite, he found that he could fit more of them, mainly because his mouth had started extending into a muzzle as though to accommodate them. By the time he had finished the last bit, he could feel his teeth sharpening as his jaws stretched, causing him to pause. It felt like he had to yawn as the furry flesh of his face warped and pushed out into its new vulpine shape while his nose turned a deep black. By this point, Nat was panting, and as he finished the last bite, something happened to him that he didn't expect at all, even as he was transforming into a muscular furry quill beast.

He orgasmed. He let out a loud cry of pleasure as his cock that had sprung free after he had pulled down his pants had been bobbing in the air the entire time, stiffening and throbbing with each time he had chowed down on the hot chocolate quills that his body produced. It had been so good that right up until his last bite, he hadn't even realized that he was fully aroused, but as the last of his flesh was covered up by the chocolate fur, he found himself not caring. Instead, he flopped onto his bed and was enticed by a new treat. He licked his chops as the hot chocolate quill fox wondered just how everything of his tasted while he pulled himself forward.

Nat found that his muscular body was incredibly flexible and could almost feel the fur of his chest against his thighs as he found himself face to face with his maleness, a fanged grin on his new muzzle before he opened wide and pulled his body in further. While he wasn't sure just how regenerative a chocolate creature he was, he decided not to risk it on his first tryout and instead settled with licking and then sucking his own member, which he found to be just as sweet and delicious as the rest of him. At the same time, he pushed it further into his own muzzle while his entire body trembled in pure pleasure. As he felt himself beginning to leak pre, his bright green eyes widened, and he found himself laughing around the thick shaft as he discovered that not only did his cum taste like hot chocolate, but it was also hot! He definitely wanted a cup of that, he thought to himself as he pulled himself in as close as possible and began to bob his head up and down...

About an hour and several delicious orgasms later, the chocolate quill fox lay against his bed, feeling his bedsheets stuck to his back since he had accidentally rolled over during one of his self-love sessions and accidentally impaled his comforter with his quills. He reminded himself he would have to be more mindful about that in the future. However, at the moment, the only thing he could focus on was his spent member that had grown a few inches during his ministrations and the dome of his white-furred stomach as he rubbed against it. It seemed he had imbibed his delights a little too much, he thought with a grin as he rubbed against it, though it was already starting to shrink back down enough that he could see his bear feet at the end of the bed. Once he had recovered from his sugar rush, he still had many questions about his new form, like who Jerkah was, whether he would revisit him, and whether he had any new flavors to try.

But even as those questions swirled around in his mind, he didn't find himself bothered by them. He pulled a quill from his back and started to pick his teeth with it. It was strange how he didn't look like a creature that would be made from chocolate, yet he still was one, even tasting it on the quill that he was using while he felt the other one regrow. While he didn't look human anymore either, he found himself uncaring about that as well; in fact, he wanted to show it off. There was a newfound instinct to want to be with friends that would nibble on them, though it made him wonder if they would start to transform and become hot chocolate creatures as well, and if they did, would they taste the same as him or would they adopt different flavors?

A day later, the cold snap gripping the area had finally abated. As soon as the temperatures rose where it wouldn't cause people to freeze as quickly they left their homes, except for Nat. As he rubbed his hand against his fur, he immediately started to call his friends to see if they could come over at some point. When they asked him what got him so excited, Nat just told them that there was something that he had tried while the winter blast was going on and that they had to try it, and from the sounds of their voices, they were excited primarily just to leave the house. That was more than good enough for him, and as he managed to get three of his friends to RSVP, he decided that was probably enough for now. He didn't want too many people over and immediately found out he was some sort of hot chocolate creature. Besides, he wasn't sure he could provide enough snacks for all of them... as he shook the quills on his back, Nat smiled as he knew that he would surely enjoy finding out if he could.

But just as Nat hung up the phone and headed into his kitchen to try and cook something else so it wasn't just chocolate on the menu, he suddenly heard his doorbell ring. For a brief second, he looked down at his phone as though expecting to see that it was one of his friends who had decided to come a few hours earlier, but when there was nothing there, he just tilted his head and went over to his door. When he opened it, he was met with a blast of air that was still quite frigid, though as it blew through his striped fur, it didn't cause him any concern as he looked around to see who it was. When he saw no one there, Nat suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, and though he thought it might be too good to be true, he couldn't help but look down and then squeal in delight as his bear feet hopped up and down on the floor.

In the next second, the door slammed shut behind him, and Nat carefully but quickly put the box down on the table, but just as he was about to use his claws to rip it open, he saw another note attached that he decided to read. "Dear Nat, my hot chocolate arctic quillfox," As Nat read the words, he could feel his chest fill with pride at being called that before continuing. "I am so glad to see that you are enjoying my gift to you and that you have delved into being a confectionary creature of my creation. Since I heard that you might be throwing a little party, I thought you might want to spice things up, so I have enclosed my Jerkah party kit so that your friends can choose what they might want to be. Eat hearty and be merry!"

A crocodile head was at the end of the card, which Nat knew was his master Jerkah. Nat held it to the thick fur of his chest before putting it aside and opening the package. Within the confines of the brown paper was an ornate wooden box, but this time, he did not need to brand it since it was going to one of his minions anyway. When he opened it this time, he found all manner of treats just like before; not only were the usual sweets like the candies and chocolates as well as the cheese dishes that he might still try, but he also found a few spicy chips and other savory ones. Even though he found himself licking his lips, he closed the box and knew these treats were meant to be shared...

... although, he might just have ONE cup of hot chocolate first.