# Husky TF

Author: KaelCoon
Tags: Dogsled, Husky, Mysterious Man, Transformation

Title really says it all. A man gets turned into a husky.

Husky TF

&nbsp; "I can't believe how insensitive Chance can be," Ashley told her friend from across the table.&nbsp; "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."&nbsp; The young woman was close to crying as she continued.

&nbsp; Melissa tried to comfort her friend. "It'll be okay, Ashley.&nbsp; I'm sure he doesn't mean it.&nbsp; By the way, does the sheriff have any idea what happened to your dog?"

&nbsp; "No, but he thinks it's possible that someone took him, but why would anyone want to take Yakone?"&nbsp; Ashley finally broke down at this point, and began to sob quietly into the tissue Melissa handed her.&nbsp; Sunlight fell through the window onto the small table of the diner the two women were sitting in.&nbsp; Mellissa had insisted they have a girl's day out to help Ashley relax - at least for a few hours.&nbsp; They lived in a small Alaskan town, however, and there wasn't a whole lot to do to forget their stress.&nbsp; It seemed to help a little, but Ashley just couldn't seem to get over her problems-namely, her dog and boyfriend.&nbsp; Not that Mellissa could blame Ashley.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; The top racers would go on to the Iditarod next year.&nbsp; But Yakone had gone missing, and Chance, Ashley's boyfriend, didn't seem too bothered by it.&nbsp; Mellissa didn't know what her friend saw in him.&nbsp; In fact, Mellissa had suspected that Chance had something to do with the dogs "mysterious" disappearance, but couldn't prove anything.

&nbsp; "I just, I don't know what to do anymore!" Ashley finally broke down and began sobbing.&nbsp; Mellissa did her best to consul her crying friend, but there wasn't much for her to say.&nbsp; All she ended up doing was putting her arm on Ashley's shoulder and say "It's going to be alright."&nbsp; Neither one noticed the stranger walk up to them until he was standing right behind them.

&nbsp; "Excuse me, perhaps you could help me," he said, causing the two women to whirl around in their chairs to see him.&nbsp; "You see, I'm visiting, and I'm a little lost.&nbsp; I can't seem to find the hotel."&nbsp;

&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; There was a silver pin shaped like a griffin in the right lapel of the jacket.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; The gem itself was a deep blue color that brought to mind the ocean.&nbsp; His well-combed hair was black, with a few strands of grey showing throughout.&nbsp; It gave him the appearance of someone kind and trustworthy, like a grandfather or a favorite uncle.

&nbsp; The three looked at each other for only a few seconds, long enough for them to get a look at each other.&nbsp; It was all the time needed for the stranger to see Ashley striving to keep the tears in.

&nbsp; "Oh, my dear, what seems to be the trouble?" The well-dressed man sat down at the table, opposite Mellissa.&nbsp; The concern was evident as he spoke with an accent that was difficult to place.

&nbsp; "I'm not so sure about telling someone we just met about it...." Mellissa began to object.

&nbsp; "Oh, poppycock," He cut her off.&nbsp; "If you tell me about it, I may be able to help.&nbsp; The two girls looked at each other; before Ashley began to tell her story to the strange man they just met.&nbsp; He never once interrupted her, allowing her to finish.

&nbsp; After hearing what Ashley had to say, the man sat there for a few minutes, pondering.&nbsp; Finally, the man turned to Ashley.&nbsp; "I think I may be able to help you with your predicament."&nbsp; The two friends looked at each other in surprise.&nbsp; Mellissa was the one who voiced what they were both thinking.

&nbsp; "How are going to help?&nbsp; Ashley only has this summer to train, and finding a trained dog would take too long.&nbsp; Besides, even if you did manage to get her another dog, the others on her team might not accept the dog."

&nbsp; "Don't worry about any of that," The man told her.&nbsp; "I will take care of everything.&nbsp; All you have to do is sit back, and wait.&nbsp; You will know when I'm done."&nbsp; There was a strange twinkle in the man's eye as he said this.&nbsp; 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.

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&nbsp; Chance wandered into the kitchen of the house he lived in just on the outskirts of town.&nbsp; Wearing nothing more than a white sleeveless undershirt and some grey sweatpants, he walked over to the fridge, feeling rather good about himself.&nbsp; Feeling that his girlfriend Ashley was spending more time with her dogs than with him, Chance had arranged for Yakone to become "lost."&nbsp; For the past three weeks, Ashley had been distraught over her missing sled dog, but Chance wasn't worried.&nbsp; Eventually, she'd get over it, and they'd be spending more time together without worrying about races or anything silly.&nbsp; Heck, maybe she'd decide to move in!&nbsp; This house was rather large for just one person to live in.

&nbsp; Opening the fridge, Chance glanced in to find something to drink.&nbsp; There was the usual stock of milk and a few bottles of beer, but there was also something new.&nbsp; Reaching in, he grabbed the strange new bottle and pulled it out to look at it.&nbsp; It looked like any other bottle of beer he usually had stocked up, but the label was different.&nbsp; It was silver, with the picture of a blue griffin on it.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; Chance just shrugged and pushed it to the back of his mind.&nbsp; He'd at least try it, and if he liked it, he'd find out what is was later.

&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; As he swallowed the beer, there was a slight tingling throughout his body. It was so small and slight, Chance didn't even notice.&nbsp; He was thinking more about the interesting taste the beer had.&nbsp; It was a bit sweet, but it wasn't overpowering.&nbsp; There was also a woody under taste.&nbsp; He found it rather pleasant.&nbsp; He'd definitely have to find out what brand it was and get more.&nbsp;

&nbsp; Shuffling into the living room, Chance turned the light on and wound his way to the couch and plopped down.&nbsp; Drinking more of the beer, his thoughts wandered back to Yakone.&nbsp; It had cost him quite a bit of money to have someone take the dog.&nbsp; He didn't know where they had taken the mutt, or what they had done with him, and honestly didn't care.&nbsp; The dog was gone, and that was all that mattered.&nbsp; Taking another swig, Chance grabbed the remote from off the table and switched the TV on.&nbsp;

&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; As he continued drinking the beer, the hair got thicker and thicker.&nbsp; It spread from his hands up his arms, meeting with the thick hair growing from his shoulders and chest.&nbsp; Already, there was a soft, creamy-white tuft poking over the top of his shirt.&nbsp; His feet were already covered with what was now black fur, the black and white fur growing up his legs under the sweats.&nbsp; Slowly, the nails on his hands and feet blackened, becoming longer and thicker.

&nbsp; Starting to feel warm and uncomfortable, Chance began to squirm on the couch, trying to get comfortable again.&nbsp; Finally, unable to stand it any longer, he threw the remote on the couch and began rubbing and scratching the skin under his shirt.&nbsp; It was then that he realized something wasn't right.&nbsp; The shirt felt strange against his skin, and it felt like there was something on his hands.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; Bringing them up, he saw the dark, thick nails curling from his fingers-they were really more like claws now.&nbsp; The palms of his hands were thick and dark, pads forming as he watched, horrified.&nbsp;

&nbsp; Panicking, Chance sat up and lifted his shirt off to reveal thick, creamy-white fur stretching from his waist up his chest.&nbsp; It met with the black growing on his sides and back.&nbsp; As he sat staring at his now-furry torso, the changes continued, beginning to speed up to keep time with his rapidly-beating heart.&nbsp; The white fur grew up his neck and onto his face, covering his mouth and nose, as well as part of his forehead.&nbsp; His ears moved to the top of his head, covered in black fur and pointed.&nbsp; The dark fur swept down and covered the rest of his face, while his nose became dark and moist.&nbsp; As his face began to push out into a muzzle, there was a stretching feeling coming from his lower back.&nbsp; Chance stood up, leaning forward so he could reach back with his increasingly paw-like hands.&nbsp; Shaking with fear, Chance lowered his sweats and boxers low enough to free his growing tail.&nbsp; Looking back, he gasped when he saw the extension of his spine covered in fluffy black and white fur.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp;

&nbsp; It was then that Chance had a startling revelation: He was standing entirely on his toes.&nbsp; Reaching down, he tried to pull the now-baggy cuffs up, but his hands were almost completely paws now.&nbsp; His pants then fell to the floor, too big for his shrinking waist.&nbsp; Chance startled himself when he howled with shock, seeing what had happened to his feet.&nbsp; The heels had lifted up from the floor, and would no longer touch the floor.&nbsp; In fact, he looked almost completely like a dog, except for the fact that he was still standing on two legs.&nbsp; The fur looked rather familiar, but Chance was too frightened to think of where he had seen it, what breed he was becoming.

&nbsp; "This can't be happening," Chance struggled to scream out as his humanity slowly left.&nbsp; "Its imposs-"His final words were cut off as his first barks came out.&nbsp; Before he could think about it, he pitched forward, losing his balance on his legs.&nbsp; He fell forward, landing on his new front paws.&nbsp; Chance barked and howled, tail tucked firmly between his legs as he struggled to regain standing on two feet, but it was too late.&nbsp; Whatever force was changing him made a few final adjustments to his body before it was finished.&nbsp; Chance wasn't able to see the last change as his brown eyes became icy blue.&nbsp; Physically, Chance was no different from any other Alaskan Husky.&nbsp;

&nbsp; Panting, Chance hunkered down close to the floor, scared and unsure about what to do.&nbsp; People didn't just spontaneously turn into animals.&nbsp; That was something that only happened in movies and bad TV shows.&nbsp; And yet, somehow, he had become a husky.&nbsp; His new nose could smell the fear still lingering in the air.&nbsp; There was something else, though, mingling with his fear.&nbsp; He had been so scared, and focused on what was happening with his body, he hadn't noticed it before.&nbsp; Chance knew it came from the couch.&nbsp; Jumping up, he sniffed around until he found the source: the now-empty beer bottle.&nbsp; Pawing at it, he managed to move the bottle so he could see it.&nbsp; On the back, there was writing that he hadn't seen before:

**WARNING:**

Consumption of the contents of this bottle may induce a change in consumer's life.&nbsp; Use with extreme caution.

&nbsp; Chances eyes went as wide as a dog's eyes could go in shock.&nbsp; The beer had done this to him!&nbsp; Why hadn't he looked closer at the bottle before drinking it?&nbsp; And what was that enticing aroma......

&nbsp; Chance shook his head.&nbsp; He had to keep it clear if he was going to find a way to change back.&nbsp; Back to what?&nbsp; Hadn't he always been a dog?&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; "I'm not a dog! I'm a human! I won't give in! I'm a hum....A hu......"&nbsp; Chance fought back bravely, but it was useless.&nbsp; The dog mind took over, and his human life was over.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; Panting, his nails clacked on the wood floor as he sniffed and knocked over the garbage can in his search for something to eat.&nbsp; 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.

&nbsp; It wasn't until the next morning, when Ashley came to visit, that anyone realized anything had happened.&nbsp; She had tried calling him last night and during the morning, but he had never picked up.&nbsp; Worried that something was wrong, she decided to check up on Chance.

&nbsp; "Chance?" She called out as she opened the back door and walked in.&nbsp; "Are you all right?&nbsp; Honey?"&nbsp; Looking around, Ashley saw the handsome husky trot in, panting, to look at her.

&nbsp; "Hi there, cutie," Ashley said to the dog.&nbsp; The dog just tilted its head at her inquiringly.&nbsp; "Where did you come from?&nbsp; I didn't think Chance was much of an animal person.&nbsp; I was actually...." She cut off as the dog came over to her.&nbsp; Reaching down, Ashley began to pet and rub the dog as it tried to sniff her and lick her hands.&nbsp; Finding the color, she brought the name tag up to where she could see what was written there.&nbsp;

&nbsp; "Chance.....That's strange, you have the same name as my boyfriend."&nbsp; She said to the dog.&nbsp; "I didn't think he was an animal person.&nbsp; Well, let's see if we can't find him together!"&nbsp; Standing up, Ashley began to search through the house, Chance the dog staying close by her side.&nbsp;

&nbsp; Finding the switch to the kitchen, she flipped the lights on to find it a mess.&nbsp; Trash was strewn everywhere.&nbsp; Picking her way through the garbage, Ashley managed to make her way to the living room.&nbsp; The lights were still on, as was the TV.&nbsp; She quickly walked to the couch and grabbed the remote to turn it off.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; Picking them up, she looked around the room some more and found the empty beer bottle lying on the couch.&nbsp; She grabbed it and began to study it.

&nbsp; After searching the whole house and finding no trace of Chance, Ashley went back to the kitchen and began to clean up the mess.&nbsp; Once she was through, she sat down at the table and contemplated calling the police.&nbsp; It was then that she saw the note on the table. Pulling it towards her, she read:

Ashley,

I know this all may be a shock, but there is no need to be alarmed.&nbsp; What you are about to read may seem impossible, but I assure you it is all true.&nbsp; As you may have seen, your boyfriend Chance is not at home, but somehow there is a rather handsome husky there instead.&nbsp; The truth is that the dog IS Chance.&nbsp; Last night, I used my power to transform him into the replacement you need for your team.&nbsp; He is already trained, so no need to worry.&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; And don't worry about trying to explain his disappearance.&nbsp; The only ones who will know will be yourself, and your lovely friend Mellissa.

&nbsp; There was no signature on the note, but a crest of a silver griffin clutching something blue in its claws.&nbsp; Ashley had to re-read the note to fully understand what was written.&nbsp; It was impossible, and yet, somehow, it made sense.&nbsp; She seemed to know that it was true, and that the stranger she had met the other day had something to do with it.&nbsp;

&nbsp; Looking down at the dog, she slowly began to smile.&nbsp; Chance was finally going to see how much it actually took to race dogsleds.&nbsp; And since he was going to help pull it, he would have to care.&nbsp;

&nbsp; 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.&nbsp; Ushering Chance into her car, Ashley drove off to her house.&nbsp; After all, they had a lot of training to do this summer.

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/AnKWLlYn