{"sf1_id":553079,"sf2_id":"AnKWLlYn","title":"Husky TF","author":"KaelCoon","words":2988,"posted_at":"2013-06-19T15:29:00.000Z","tags":["Dogsled","Husky","Mysterious Man","Transformation"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/553079-husky-tf","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/AnKWLlYn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/7c/88/7c88d5b4-0498-4c6e-9d60-b595237c0b2f","description":"Title really says it all. A man gets turned into a husky.","content":"Husky TF\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I can't believe how insensitive Chance can be,\" Ashley told her friend from across the table.\u0026nbsp; \"He knows how important it is that I train for this race, and yet he doesn't seem to care that Yakone ran off three weeks ago.\"\u0026nbsp; The young woman was close to crying as she continued.\n\n\u0026nbsp; Melissa tried to comfort her friend. \"It'll be okay, Ashley.\u0026nbsp; I'm sure he doesn't mean it.\u0026nbsp; By the way, does the sheriff have any idea what happened to your dog?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"No, but he thinks it's possible that someone took him, but why would anyone want to take Yakone?\"\u0026nbsp; Ashley finally broke down at this point, and began to sob quietly into the tissue Melissa handed her.\u0026nbsp; Sunlight fell through the window onto the small table of the diner the two women were sitting in.\u0026nbsp; Mellissa had insisted they have a girl's day out to help Ashley relax - at least for a few hours.\u0026nbsp; They lived in a small Alaskan town, however, and there wasn't a whole lot to do to forget their stress.\u0026nbsp; It seemed to help a little, but Ashley just couldn't seem to get over her problems-namely, her dog and boyfriend.\u0026nbsp; Not that Mellissa could blame Ashley.\u0026nbsp; Yakone was one of Ashley's sled dogs, the lead dog in fact, and they had to train for the big race this coming winter.\u0026nbsp; The top racers would go on to the Iditarod next year.\u0026nbsp; But Yakone had gone missing, and Chance, Ashley's boyfriend, didn't seem too bothered by it.\u0026nbsp; Mellissa didn't know what her friend saw in him.\u0026nbsp; In fact, Mellissa had suspected that Chance had something to do with the dogs \"mysterious\" disappearance, but couldn't prove anything.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I just, I don't know what to do anymore!\" Ashley finally broke down and began sobbing.\u0026nbsp; Mellissa did her best to consul her crying friend, but there wasn't much for her to say.\u0026nbsp; All she ended up doing was putting her arm on Ashley's shoulder and say \"It's going to be alright.\"\u0026nbsp; Neither one noticed the stranger walk up to them until he was standing right behind them.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Excuse me, perhaps you could help me,\" he said, causing the two women to whirl around in their chairs to see him.\u0026nbsp; \"You see, I'm visiting, and I'm a little lost.\u0026nbsp; I can't seem to find the hotel.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp; The man was older, probably in his 30's or 40's, and was well dressed in a black pinstriped suit with a plain black tie.\u0026nbsp; There was a silver pin shaped like a griffin in the right lapel of the jacket.\u0026nbsp; The griffin was curled around a sapphire clutched in its claws, the wings and tail curled and resting comfortably on the gem and body of the creature.\u0026nbsp; The gem itself was a deep blue color that brought to mind the ocean.\u0026nbsp; His well-combed hair was black, with a few strands of grey showing throughout.\u0026nbsp; It gave him the appearance of someone kind and trustworthy, like a grandfather or a favorite uncle.\n\n\u0026nbsp; The three looked at each other for only a few seconds, long enough for them to get a look at each other.\u0026nbsp; It was all the time needed for the stranger to see Ashley striving to keep the tears in.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Oh, my dear, what seems to be the trouble?\" The well-dressed man sat down at the table, opposite Mellissa.\u0026nbsp; The concern was evident as he spoke with an accent that was difficult to place.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I'm not so sure about telling someone we just met about it....\" Mellissa began to object.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Oh, poppycock,\" He cut her off.\u0026nbsp; \"If you tell me about it, I may be able to help.\u0026nbsp; The two girls looked at each other; before Ashley began to tell her story to the strange man they just met.\u0026nbsp; He never once interrupted her, allowing her to finish.\n\n\u0026nbsp; After hearing what Ashley had to say, the man sat there for a few minutes, pondering.\u0026nbsp; Finally, the man turned to Ashley.\u0026nbsp; \"I think I may be able to help you with your predicament.\"\u0026nbsp; The two friends looked at each other in surprise.\u0026nbsp; Mellissa was the one who voiced what they were both thinking.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"How are going to help?\u0026nbsp; Ashley only has this summer to train, and finding a trained dog would take too long.\u0026nbsp; Besides, even if you did manage to get her another dog, the others on her team might not accept the dog.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Don't worry about any of that,\" The man told her.\u0026nbsp; \"I will take care of everything.\u0026nbsp; All you have to do is sit back, and wait.\u0026nbsp; You will know when I'm done.\"\u0026nbsp; There was a strange twinkle in the man's eye as he said this.\u0026nbsp; Mellissa wasn't sure if it was a trick of the light, but she thought she saw the sapphire in the pin flash slightly before the man got up and left.\n\n\\* \\* \\* \\* \\* \\* \\* \\*\n\n\u0026nbsp; Chance wandered into the kitchen of the house he lived in just on the outskirts of town.\u0026nbsp; Wearing nothing more than a white sleeveless undershirt and some grey sweatpants, he walked over to the fridge, feeling rather good about himself.\u0026nbsp; Feeling that his girlfriend Ashley was spending more time with her dogs than with him, Chance had arranged for Yakone to become \"lost.\"\u0026nbsp; For the past three weeks, Ashley had been distraught over her missing sled dog, but Chance wasn't worried.\u0026nbsp; Eventually, she'd get over it, and they'd be spending more time together without worrying about races or anything silly.\u0026nbsp; Heck, maybe she'd decide to move in!\u0026nbsp; This house was rather large for just one person to live in.\n\n\u0026nbsp; Opening the fridge, Chance glanced in to find something to drink.\u0026nbsp; There was the usual stock of milk and a few bottles of beer, but there was also something new.\u0026nbsp; Reaching in, he grabbed the strange new bottle and pulled it out to look at it.\u0026nbsp; It looked like any other bottle of beer he usually had stocked up, but the label was different.\u0026nbsp; It was silver, with the picture of a blue griffin on it.\u0026nbsp; There didn't appear to be a name printed on the label, so Chance wasn't able to tell where it may have come from.\u0026nbsp; Chance just shrugged and pushed it to the back of his mind.\u0026nbsp; He'd at least try it, and if he liked it, he'd find out what is was later.\n\n\u0026nbsp; Twisting the cap off, Chance turned the light off and took a swig as he made his way to the living room to watch it on TV.\u0026nbsp; As he swallowed the beer, there was a slight tingling throughout his body. It was so small and slight, Chance didn't even notice.\u0026nbsp; He was thinking more about the interesting taste the beer had.\u0026nbsp; It was a bit sweet, but it wasn't overpowering.\u0026nbsp; There was also a woody under taste.\u0026nbsp; He found it rather pleasant.\u0026nbsp; He'd definitely have to find out what brand it was and get more.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp; Shuffling into the living room, Chance turned the light on and wound his way to the couch and plopped down.\u0026nbsp; Drinking more of the beer, his thoughts wandered back to Yakone.\u0026nbsp; It had cost him quite a bit of money to have someone take the dog.\u0026nbsp; He didn't know where they had taken the mutt, or what they had done with him, and honestly didn't care.\u0026nbsp; The dog was gone, and that was all that mattered.\u0026nbsp; Taking another swig, Chance grabbed the remote from off the table and switched the TV on.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp; Switching through the channels, and lost in his own thoughts, Chance never noticed the thin layer of hair starting to grow all over his body.\u0026nbsp; As he continued drinking the beer, the hair got thicker and thicker.\u0026nbsp; It spread from his hands up his arms, meeting with the thick hair growing from his shoulders and chest.\u0026nbsp; Already, there was a soft, creamy-white tuft poking over the top of his shirt.\u0026nbsp; His feet were already covered with what was now black fur, the black and white fur growing up his legs under the sweats.\u0026nbsp; Slowly, the nails on his hands and feet blackened, becoming longer and thicker.\n\n\u0026nbsp; Starting to feel warm and uncomfortable, Chance began to squirm on the couch, trying to get comfortable again.\u0026nbsp; Finally, unable to stand it any longer, he threw the remote on the couch and began rubbing and scratching the skin under his shirt.\u0026nbsp; It was then that he realized something wasn't right.\u0026nbsp; The shirt felt strange against his skin, and it felt like there was something on his hands.\u0026nbsp; Looking down, Chance was shocked to see his hands-they were covered in black fur that went up his arms, with splashes of white under his arms.\u0026nbsp; Bringing them up, he saw the dark, thick nails curling from his fingers-they were really more like claws now.\u0026nbsp; The palms of his hands were thick and dark, pads forming as he watched, horrified.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp; Panicking, Chance sat up and lifted his shirt off to reveal thick, creamy-white fur stretching from his waist up his chest.\u0026nbsp; It met with the black growing on his sides and back.\u0026nbsp; As he sat staring at his now-furry torso, the changes continued, beginning to speed up to keep time with his rapidly-beating heart.\u0026nbsp; The white fur grew up his neck and onto his face, covering his mouth and nose, as well as part of his forehead.\u0026nbsp; His ears moved to the top of his head, covered in black fur and pointed.\u0026nbsp; The dark fur swept down and covered the rest of his face, while his nose became dark and moist.\u0026nbsp; As his face began to push out into a muzzle, there was a stretching feeling coming from his lower back.\u0026nbsp; Chance stood up, leaning forward so he could reach back with his increasingly paw-like hands.\u0026nbsp; Shaking with fear, Chance lowered his sweats and boxers low enough to free his growing tail.\u0026nbsp; Looking back, he gasped when he saw the extension of his spine covered in fluffy black and white fur.\u0026nbsp; Chance made a canine-like whine as he watched his new tail get caught in his pants as it tried to curl between his fluffy legs.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp; It was then that Chance had a startling revelation: He was standing entirely on his toes.\u0026nbsp; Reaching down, he tried to pull the now-baggy cuffs up, but his hands were almost completely paws now.\u0026nbsp; His pants then fell to the floor, too big for his shrinking waist.\u0026nbsp; Chance startled himself when he howled with shock, seeing what had happened to his feet.\u0026nbsp; The heels had lifted up from the floor, and would no longer touch the floor.\u0026nbsp; In fact, he looked almost completely like a dog, except for the fact that he was still standing on two legs.\u0026nbsp; The fur looked rather familiar, but Chance was too frightened to think of where he had seen it, what breed he was becoming.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"This can't be happening,\" Chance struggled to scream out as his humanity slowly left.\u0026nbsp; \"Its imposs-\"His final words were cut off as his first barks came out.\u0026nbsp; Before he could think about it, he pitched forward, losing his balance on his legs.\u0026nbsp; He fell forward, landing on his new front paws.\u0026nbsp; Chance barked and howled, tail tucked firmly between his legs as he struggled to regain standing on two feet, but it was too late.\u0026nbsp; Whatever force was changing him made a few final adjustments to his body before it was finished.\u0026nbsp; Chance wasn't able to see the last change as his brown eyes became icy blue.\u0026nbsp; Physically, Chance was no different from any other Alaskan Husky.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp; Panting, Chance hunkered down close to the floor, scared and unsure about what to do.\u0026nbsp; People didn't just spontaneously turn into animals.\u0026nbsp; That was something that only happened in movies and bad TV shows.\u0026nbsp; And yet, somehow, he had become a husky.\u0026nbsp; His new nose could smell the fear still lingering in the air.\u0026nbsp; There was something else, though, mingling with his fear.\u0026nbsp; He had been so scared, and focused on what was happening with his body, he hadn't noticed it before.\u0026nbsp; Chance knew it came from the couch.\u0026nbsp; Jumping up, he sniffed around until he found the source: the now-empty beer bottle.\u0026nbsp; Pawing at it, he managed to move the bottle so he could see it.\u0026nbsp; On the back, there was writing that he hadn't seen before:\n\n**WARNING:**\n\nConsumption of the contents of this bottle may induce a change in consumer's life.\u0026nbsp; Use with extreme caution.\n\n\u0026nbsp; Chances eyes went as wide as a dog's eyes could go in shock.\u0026nbsp; The beer had done this to him!\u0026nbsp; Why hadn't he looked closer at the bottle before drinking it?\u0026nbsp; And what was that enticing aroma......\n\n\u0026nbsp; Chance shook his head.\u0026nbsp; He had to keep it clear if he was going to find a way to change back.\u0026nbsp; Back to what?\u0026nbsp; Hadn't he always been a dog?\u0026nbsp; Slowly, through the fog clouding his mind, Chance realized his mind was changing, being overtaken by the dog he now was. \"No!\" He shouted mentally.\u0026nbsp; \"I'm not a dog! I'm a human! I won't give in! I'm a hum....A hu......\"\u0026nbsp; Chance fought back bravely, but it was useless.\u0026nbsp; The dog mind took over, and his human life was over.\u0026nbsp; Jumping off the couch, Chance the husky scratched an itch behind his ear with his hind leg before shaking himself and loping into the kitchen to find food.\u0026nbsp; Panting, his nails clacked on the wood floor as he sniffed and knocked over the garbage can in his search for something to eat.\u0026nbsp; Too busy sniffing the spilled garbage, he never noticed the collar appear around his neck with a shiny golden tag engraved with his name on it.\n\n\u0026nbsp; It wasn't until the next morning, when Ashley came to visit, that anyone realized anything had happened.\u0026nbsp; She had tried calling him last night and during the morning, but he had never picked up.\u0026nbsp; Worried that something was wrong, she decided to check up on Chance.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Chance?\" She called out as she opened the back door and walked in.\u0026nbsp; \"Are you all right?\u0026nbsp; Honey?\"\u0026nbsp; Looking around, Ashley saw the handsome husky trot in, panting, to look at her.\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Hi there, cutie,\" Ashley said to the dog.\u0026nbsp; The dog just tilted its head at her inquiringly.\u0026nbsp; \"Where did you come from?\u0026nbsp; I didn't think Chance was much of an animal person.\u0026nbsp; I was actually....\" She cut off as the dog came over to her.\u0026nbsp; Reaching down, Ashley began to pet and rub the dog as it tried to sniff her and lick her hands.\u0026nbsp; Finding the color, she brought the name tag up to where she could see what was written there.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Chance.....That's strange, you have the same name as my boyfriend.\"\u0026nbsp; She said to the dog.\u0026nbsp; \"I didn't think he was an animal person.\u0026nbsp; Well, let's see if we can't find him together!\"\u0026nbsp; Standing up, Ashley began to search through the house, Chance the dog staying close by her side.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp; Finding the switch to the kitchen, she flipped the lights on to find it a mess.\u0026nbsp; Trash was strewn everywhere.\u0026nbsp; Picking her way through the garbage, Ashley managed to make her way to the living room.\u0026nbsp; The lights were still on, as was the TV.\u0026nbsp; She quickly walked to the couch and grabbed the remote to turn it off.\u0026nbsp; Rubbing her forehead with one hand, Ashley looked around the room, pausing when she saw her boyfriend's clothes sitting on the floor in piles.\u0026nbsp; Picking them up, she looked around the room some more and found the empty beer bottle lying on the couch.\u0026nbsp; She grabbed it and began to study it.\n\n\u0026nbsp; After searching the whole house and finding no trace of Chance, Ashley went back to the kitchen and began to clean up the mess.\u0026nbsp; Once she was through, she sat down at the table and contemplated calling the police.\u0026nbsp; It was then that she saw the note on the table. Pulling it towards her, she read:\n\nAshley,\n\nI know this all may be a shock, but there is no need to be alarmed.\u0026nbsp; What you are about to read may seem impossible, but I assure you it is all true.\u0026nbsp; As you may have seen, your boyfriend Chance is not at home, but somehow there is a rather handsome husky there instead.\u0026nbsp; The truth is that the dog IS Chance.\u0026nbsp; Last night, I used my power to transform him into the replacement you need for your team.\u0026nbsp; He is already trained, so no need to worry.\u0026nbsp; You could call this his second chance to prove himself to you. Whether he remains a dog or becomes human again will be up to you. You will know when that time comes.\u0026nbsp; And don't worry about trying to explain his disappearance.\u0026nbsp; The only ones who will know will be yourself, and your lovely friend Mellissa.\n\n\u0026nbsp; There was no signature on the note, but a crest of a silver griffin clutching something blue in its claws.\u0026nbsp; Ashley had to re-read the note to fully understand what was written.\u0026nbsp; It was impossible, and yet, somehow, it made sense.\u0026nbsp; She seemed to know that it was true, and that the stranger she had met the other day had something to do with it.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp; Looking down at the dog, she slowly began to smile.\u0026nbsp; Chance was finally going to see how much it actually took to race dogsleds.\u0026nbsp; And since he was going to help pull it, he would have to care.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp; After a final run through of the house to make sure everything was in order, Ashley opened the kitchen door and turned off the light.\u0026nbsp; Ushering Chance into her car, Ashley drove off to her house.\u0026nbsp; After all, they had a lot of training to do this summer.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}