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Chopin sighed, glancing down at his watch. So far this convention had been more of a bust than something to enjoy. He'd wandered through several aisles of merchandise picking at a few items seeing if anything would catch his attention. He paused when a sparkling stone on a leather collar caught his attention.

"Excuse me miss, what exactly is this?" His eyes looked at the older squirrel woman who was running the stand. She looked up at him; those grizzled eyes were pale and seemed a bit faint when she spoke.

"Well sir, depends on what you want it to be..." There was a confused look on his face as she continued to speak up. "Its original use was to change a person's gender." The tiger chuffed and tried not to laugh.

"That's just hearsay right? Nothing really does that; it's a good way to sell an item." He drew his paw back as it was smacked by the squirrel.

"No. It really works... you don't believe me? You're such a young fool." Her long bushy tail was twitching excitedly behind her. "Would you change your mind if I did half price? But I will warn you... it's not to be trifled with, and don't wear it more than a few hours, and never drink with it." She lifted the collar and Chopin's eyes were drawn to the shimmering gem.

"Well if anything it'd make a fine conversation piece, and the gem is rather neat looking." There was an odd look on the squirrel's face but she said nothing as he handed her the money for the collar. He smiled and carefully placed the collar into his messenger bag, snapping the clips. "Thank you. It'll look good in the collection of stuff I like to collect."

After leaving the table, he wandered the rest of the dealer's den and found a few other items that would be fun. Usually he avoided the adult tables but ended up checking out a few of them and finding a few things that made him blush but still bought.

Quietly he made his way back to his room, setting the items on the bed and regarding them. The collar was by itself, and he organized the rest. There were a few cheesy knick knacks he'd been wanting for a while and some candy. The other more interesting items, including a cheesy school girl outfit as he thought it'd be fun for his girlfriend to wear sometime. It was a full outfit including skimpy undergarments.

"Heh, hope she'd like it..." His fingers traced along the hemline of the skirt, seeing that it was fairly short. Chopin had seen a few girls wearing them during the convention and his sheath plumped up imagining his girlfriend in it. He flopped onto the other bed in the room, turning on the TV wasting some time before he was going to meet some friends for dinner.

Chopin kept glancing over at the bed, seeing that collar sitting by itself with that glimmering gem. He laughed recalling the vendor's words and warnings; he slid off the bed and picked up the collar. It felt oddly warm and almost like a tingle sensation raced through his body as his eyes focused on the gem. It was a pale blue in color and something almost seemed to be swirling inside it. A soft rumble began to escape his chest as he stroked his fingers over the gem, closing his eyes and whispering softly to himself. "No one would know if I put it on for just a few moments... not like it works." Reluctantly he set the collar down on the bed, and removed his clothes. His paws stroked his broad chest, feeling the definition of the muscles and down to his heavy sheath, hefting his balls and giving a groan. "Yah, I'd miss these as much as my girlfriend would if that collar really works."

Lifting the collar, he slowly unclips it and wraps it around his neck and gasps out. He dropped to his knees; it felt like his entire body was being electrocuted. He couldn't focus enough to lift his paws to undo the collar wanting to get it off.

Chopin moaned out feeling his cock pushing free of his sheath, throbbing between his legs almost painfully with need. He could smell his scent in the air as it started to fade, as he gave a jerk of his hips. A powerful climax tore through his body, but it was a different feeling than he was used to. His shaft pulsed but nothing came out and he could feel the muscles clenching in his belly. Chopin closed his eyes and whined out, unaware of the other slow changes that were occurring as it was difficult to think clearly.

The tiger's thick muscles were slowly growing smaller and softer, losing the defined tone and strength he naturally possessed. As the pleasure continued to numb Chopin's mind, he was still slowly rolling his hips, his shaft was no longer pulsing or throbbing. It had begun to shrink, drawing back into his sheath. That plump tube flattened against his body, his heavy balls drawing tight against his body changing in texture slowly. They stretched and swelled slightly, transforming into a pair of feminine folds.

The changes continued, his solid pectoral muscles growing softer and swelling as they hung down a bit. His normally small nipples swelled up and grew fatter matching the heavy pair of breasts his body was now displaying. The waves of pleasure were slowly starting to fade, and he began to realize something was wrong.

"W... what's wrong with me?" Chopin stiffened, his ears perking up at the sound of his voice. It was no longer the rough masculine voice of a male tiger, but more like that of a soft quiet tigress. Slowly he stood up and felt a bit woozy on his feet, making the way to the bathroom to look into the mirror.

The view that greeted his eyes almost made him faint gone was the normal figure he was used to seeing. It was clear he was now a definite she. Chopin looked herself over, taking every detail in of her changed form. Even the fur had been transformed, going from the dark orange color with the thick black stripes to a much different shade. Her fur was now a pale gray that almost appeared to be a blue, it was an amazing difference.

"This is so wild... I can't believe the collar actually works." Her paws hefted her heavy breasts, guessing them to be somewhere in the range of a very large c-cup or possibly a small d-cup. Each time her fingers brushed against her nipples she gave a little whimper. "Now I can see why my girlfriend loves it when I play with them." A little shiver flooded her body when her eyes settled on her groin. There was a slight tinge of fear realizing that it was a full transformation and not something she imagined.

A part of her was wondering how long the transformation lasted, she reached back to grasp the collar and try and unclasp it. For some odd reason, even though she could work the clasp, it stayed tightly closed. Leaning against the wall, she ran her fingers along her temples sighing quietly.

"Damnit, now what am I supposed to do?" Glancing around the room, she realized that none of the clothes she brought to the convention would fit. She had hoped something would fit, but each item was way too big and even the shirts wouldn't fit right. Looking at the bed, she blushed a bit and realized there was one item that might fit.

Moving over to the bed, she lifted the outfit and looked it over deciding something would be better than nothing. Taking the garment out of the package, she was a bit thankful it came with everything including a sports bra and matching panties. A little blush made her cheeks felt flush, looking at the panties. They were fairly plain looking but were very soft and tight looking. Slowly she stepped into them, drawing them up her body and using her fingers to adjust the way they fit. It took a few tries, but Chopin was able to get the sports bra on and felt a little less awkward now that she was partially covered.

Slipping into the skirt, she stroked her paws along it and then fixed the spot in the back for her tail, grateful it didn't hang under to expose her rump if her tail lifted. The blouse was rather snug with her large breasts but at least she was able to close all but the very top button.

A slight rumble in her belly made her whine slightly. "I... I really don't want to go out like this." Chopin looked at herself in the mirror, seeing that the skirt ended a few inches above her knees, and her blouse made it quite clear she had big breasts. Shaking her head for a few moments and decided it'd be best if she got something to eat then came back to her room right afterwards.

She made her way down the hallway and could feel the eyes watching her blushing at the attention. Chopin wasn't aware of it but she had a slow sway to her hips as she walked almost like the pendulum of a clock. Her tail was curled mostly around her leg, trying to keep it from flicking or hitting anything. Once inside the elevator, a soft sigh of relief escaped her muzzle, being alone inside it.

As she got off the elevator, she wasn't paying total attention and ended up bumping into someone. "I'm sorry, excuse me..." Her words trailed off as she looked up at the person she ran into it.

The male easily stood almost seven feet tall and the light reflected off his scaled hide. It wasn't often one saw any reptiles, but he didn't seem the least bit affected by her running into him. Those slitted pupils looked her over, the eyes the oddest shade of yellow she'd ever seen and had a hard time drawing herself to look away. He was wearing a Hawaiian shirt that was unbuttoned, heavy muscles defined quite clearly. Chopin's eyes continued to wander lower, and shuddered. The reptile was wearing a pair of very tight and snug spandex knee length shorts, and she could see quite clearly the outline of his thick maleness. A shiver ran down her spine as she felt her pussy flush with heat, wondering how it'd feel before shaking her head wondering where those thoughts came from.

"It's alright little kitten." The reptile's voice sounded cold, but he didn't appear to be irritated. He continued to speak, and she hung on each word as if drawn to them. Chopin knew there was something odd about his voice, but couldn't stop listening. "I'm Larry, why don't you tell me your name little one?" She obeyed and didn't even think to change her name to something more feminine. They spoke for several moments before she panted clearing her head and speaking up.

"I... I need to get going. I'm supposed to be picking up my dinner." The reptile just grinned and nodded at her, stepping to the side. Chopin squeaked past and almost ran to the restaurant to grab her food. After speaking to the reptile with the odd voice, she felt flush and a little foggy mentally. Once back on the elevator, she leaned against the wall and closed her eyes hoping she'd be able to get the collar off soon.

A few floors before her own, the doors opened and she squirmed watching Larry step inside. She saw that grin on his face grow when he saw her. The elevator slowly went to her floor and as she got off, she felt a hand on her shoulder. Slowly she turned, her eyes becoming transfixed upon a swinging pocket watch. Chopin wanted to look away, but with each slow swing of that watch on the chain, it seemed almost impossible.

"That's it kitten, just keep your eyes on the watch. I want you to slowly relax." There was little chance they'd be interrupted as Chopin had gotten a room almost near the top floors of the hotel. Her eyes focused on the dark metal watch as it swung side to side, feeling herself growing more relaxed. "Now as you begin to relax, draw in deep lungfuls... and tell me what you smell." She obeyed and gave a soft groan, besides her food that she had, there was the unmistakable smell of a male's arousal.

"I can smell my food... my own scent... and." As much as she didn't want to say the words, she couldn't seem to help herself. "I can smell your arousal." Chopin didn't flinch when one of those hands came out and caressed under her chin, the caresses felt nice and his scaled skin was smooth to the touch.

"Are you alone in your room? Would we be disturbed?" She wanted to lie, to say anything to dissuade this reptile, but with her eyes locked on that watch she answered his questions truthfully. "And does a beautiful girl have a boyfriend or male partner?" Slowly she shook her head, hearing the reptile chuckle slightly. He told her to lead him to her room, and she turned showing him the way and even opening the door for him. Once inside the room, she felt her head clearing a little more and went to say something, but found herself face to face with that swinging watch.

Eyes focused on that item, the reptile stepping close as she continued to draw in the scents of the air. That raw smell of his arousal was different that she was used to, it wasn't like her own when she was male, or some of the guys she worked with. This was more primal; something made her shiver feeling herself slowly growing aroused from it. Chopin went to speak but froze when Larry set the watch on her forehead making her lean her head back slightly. The metal of the watch felt quite cool against her skin and with each passing moment it rested there, she felt herself growing more relaxed. A soft whimper escaped her muzzle when it was removed.

"Now Chopin... it does feel quite warm in here doesn't it?" She nodded her head slowly, ears listening to his voice. Now it was deeper and sounded almost as if it was resonating somehow. "Since I'm your guest, maybe you should help me out of my clothes first? That's the polite thing to do right?" It was difficult to think clearly, but his words seemed to make sense. Stepping forward, she gently unbuttoned the few lower buttons on his shirt and pushed it off his body. Her paws gently roamed over his chest, eliciting a pleased sound from the large reptile. There was a slight pause when she knelt down and hooked her paws into the waistband of his shorts. The soft bulge from earlier was now clearly erect, outlined and straining at the material. Slowly she drew those shorts down, watching the thick shaft bounce as it jutted out from his groin glistening ever so slightly. Chopin moaned softly when her nostrils flared, drinking in the smell. A hand stroked her head that voice filling her ears once more.

"Doesn't my big cock smell so good?" All she could do was nod, even though she'd never had any thoughts about other males, and she'd normally be disgusted by the fact she was staring at this reptiles cock but it was just so hard to think still. It was a pale pink color and easily almost ten inches long. Capping the top was an odd shaped glans, almost like a spade and she could see the large urethral opening. Just behind the glans, the shaft was somewhat normal thickness but grew thicker the closer to the base it got. Hanging underneath that maleness, was a pair of very large and swollen looking testicles. Chopin shuddered after the thought of how much potent seed was churning inside them. The reptile's vice drew her back to reality, his voice still sounding odd. "Why not be a good girl and clean my cock, see how it's all messy with sweat and precum. It's not good for a male to have a dirty cock is it?"

"No... No, it's not, can't let it be dirty." Her paw came up and wrapped around the base of that shaft ad she could feel his pulse through the heated length. Leaning forward, Chopin opened her muzzle and took his length into her muzzle, awkwardly sucking on it. The smell had been overwhelming, but the taste was something completely different. As she bobbed her muzzle, she could taste the saltiness from his sweat, but what affected her was the odd precum. She'd tasted herself before, but this was different it was so much stronger and musky tasting, and having an almost bitter taste. Each time she bobbed her muzzle downwards, she could taste more of that precum as it splashed inside her muzzle, ears perked hearing the pleasured groans from Larry.

"That's a good girl, keep cleaning my cock and maybe I'll reward you with a muzzle full of cum." Chopin moaned softly around his cock, both at the compliment and being told she'd be rewarded. Now both of the reptile's hands were stroking her head and he was thrusting into her muzzle. With each muzzle full of precum she swallowed, she felt her body growing flush with arousal and it was such a new set of feelings. A little part of her tried to remind her she wasn't gay, that she was just turned into a girl due to the collar. "So close kitten... help your boyfriend cum, isn't that what girlfriends do?"

His words filled her ears and they seemed to make sense, she pushed those doubts out of her mind and suckled firmly on his cock. Chopin wanted to prove she could be a good girlfriend, and pushed her muzzle forward taking all ten inches in, the glans at the back of her throat. She heard the grunt and then felt his shaft begin to jerk in her muzzle as she got her reward. Thick jets of cum filled her muzzle, and she swallowed as much of it as she could some of it dribbling out around his cock. The taste was unlike anything she was able to compare it to, rich and strange tasting at the same time. Each time she swallowed, thoughts of having him leave, or stopping her boyfriend from fucking her slowly faded from her mind. Her pussy felt like it was on fire between her legs, feeling very empty and hot as she squirmed on her knees. Larry asked her how she liked sucking cock and she looked into his slitted pupils when she spoke.

"It was really fun... I'd never done it before, but didn't want to disappoint my boyfriend." Chopin squirmed when Larry asked why she squirming and moving around. "M... my pussy feels so hot and empty." She was told to stand up and strip out of her clothes, being told it wasn't fair he was naked and she wasn't. It made sense, and she slid out of her clothes, between her legs the tigress' pussy was glistening. Her labia were swollen and spread slightly, showing off the darker flesh hidden beneath her folds.

"I can see why... your pussy is all swollen and wet. Bet it needs a nice big cock inside it doesn't it? And maybe even a nice load of cum to make that belly swell making us both proud right?" Chopin paused, staring into his eyes as she heard those words and the daze in her head clearing a little. She went to speak, to try and ask him to leave but all those ideas faded when one of his hands cupped her heated groin and the other lifted that watch once more.

"Y... yes it does, I... I want you to be proud seeing my belly swell with a cub." Her eyes transfixed on that watch as it slowly swung back and forth. With her pussy being stroked it made it that much harder to think and focus on anything other than sex. Chopin started to slowly roll her hips after a few moments of being teased, a loud moan escaping her muzzle when Larry slid one of his thick fingers inside her.

Those fingers kept up their teasing, and that watch kept swinging as Chopin's entire world was that movement. Little moans escaped her muzzle, juices starting to coat those fingers helping lubricate their motions. There were nagging thoughts that she couldn't focus upon, but they were still there and would occasionally flash moments of clarity. Just like flashes, they were gone moments later leaving her a whimpering tigress being teased by a strange reptile she'd just met a little bit before.

Chopin didn't fight when she was led back to the bed and made to lie down upon it; those fingers never left her pussy pumping in and out. She weakly moaned, rocking her hips to meet those eager fingers.

"F... fuck that feels so good, don't stop..." She looked up at Larry, those eyes of his almost seeming to glow as he spoke up.

"Oh I'm not going to stop... but it's not going to be my fingers I'll be using." She whimpered slightly, trying to find her voice as those fingers withdrew from her needy pussy. Her eyes went wide as Larry slid forward covering her, that big cock slapping against her mound making her moan.

"I... I have a condom, y... you need one." Being able to focus on something other than that cock was difficult, and that watch kept swinging slowly making it harder to focus. Chopin felt that bulbous cock head nudging her folds as Larry ignored her repeated requests for a condom. Those words dissolved into loud moans as inch after inch started to spread her untried passage.

She had penetrated several girls as a guy, but the experience of being filled was a completely new feeling for her. His pulse was easily felt through his shaft, and it was fairly fast as that shaft twitched inside her making her whine slightly. Once Larry had pushed himself inside her fully, she felt a fullness that she'd never thought she'd enjoy lifting her legs slightly.

"See... now that's a good kitten, and once you've gotten used to my size I'm going to fuck you with my big unprotected cock." All she could manage was a whimpering moan hen that length slowly drew back every inch of that odd shaft sending waves of pleasure washing through her. Chopin felt the occasional splash of precum squirting against her walls with those slow deep thrusts, but she couldn't find the words to tell him to pull out. Against her own nature, she felt herself starting to respond lifting her hips slightly to push back to meet his thrusts. Her ears perked up when Larry leaned in and whispered in her ear. "You don't want me to stop do you... your pussy feels so dry doesn't it? Needs my hot sticky cum to lubricate it..."

"Y... Yes." The words escaped her muzzle before she was able to stop herself, wrapping her legs around the lizard the best she could to help hold him inside her. Those thrusts were starting to speed up, growing in intensity and strength. Each time she felt Larry sink into her, his heavy balls slapped against her rump and she knew he was going to empty them into her soon.

The snarl from Larry's muzzle filled the air as it was quite clear he was enjoying her tight passage. "So close... going to pump you full." Chopin closed her eyes, moaning and gripped his shoulders tightly claws unsheathing even as her tail flicked against the bed. They raked over those scales as she arched her back roaring out as her first orgasm as a female slammed into her body. She felt her pussy clamping down around that invading flesh that was stroking in and out of her still.

A moment later, her eyes flew open when she felt Larry's big reptile cock pushing deep inside her and grinding against her groin. Jets of thick potent heat were flooding her passage, dozens of emotions and thoughts racing through her mind at that exact moment. Fears, pleasure, a sense of fullness were just some of the emotions made her orgasm stronger. The one biggest question that flooded her mind like the thick fertile seed filled her passage, would she get pregnant?

She slumped back against the bed and panted heavily, feeling his shaft pulsing inside her as he filled her and she reveled in the sensation. When Larry pulled out of her a few minutes, she whimpered slightly looking up at him as he began to get dressed tucking his soaked shaft into his pants.

"Where are you going?" Larry laughed and finished putting his shirt on and buttoning it up before he spoke.

"I'm leaving; I got what I wanted..." Her eyes felt heavy as he lifted that watch one last time, swinging it slowly as his voice dropped into that haunting deep tone. "Now sleep for a little bit and don't bother to look for me..." A little shudder ran through her body as she tried to stay awake. Chopin felt her eyelids growing heavy as she could no longer fight the urge to sleep passing out and her head slumping back against the pillow.

A short while she jerked away sitting up and feeling the dampness oozing from between her legs and recalling what had happened. She groaned and rubbed her temples, feeling sore and still having some lingering aches from what she did. She shook her head still a little disbelief in what she happened; remembering that he did something to her but wasn't able to recall exactly what it was. A slight whimper as she stroked her belly before she felt a slight tingling sensation on her neck where the collar was rubbing against her fur.

Her fingertips messed with the clasp as it popped open with a quiet click and she groaned out as waves of tingling feelings began to race up and down her body. Chopin closed her eyes as she growled out, the soft feminine voice slowly shifting and becoming deeper and sounding like it did before the transformation. Laying there on her back she pawed at the bed, claws raking the blankets slightly leaving tear marks in there that she'd have to pay for later. Squirming on the bed as the waves of tingling sensation continued to crash over her body. Breasts slowly began to shrink down against her body, growing into thicker more defined pectoral muscles.

Between her legs, Chopin felt an almost odd painful sensation where her clit was as it began to lengthen and thicken as his penis began to reform. A slight jerk of his legs as he moaned out, his cock lurching between his legs as he came, thick jets of seed spraying from his swollen glans. As Chopin's shaft continued to spray his seed onto his flat belly, his ball sac swelled and hung between his legs.

The delicate features that had softened when he transformed into a tigress now faded leaving him a rather exhausted and sore male tiger once more. His paw gripped the collar and looked at it dazedly with lidded eyes.

"T... that was fucking intense." Glancing at the clock, he realized it was starting to get late and maybe some sleep would be best at this point. Chopin made a note to try and look up that lizard tomorrow, but wasn't quite sure what he wanted to do. A part of him wanted to smack Larry for the way he took advantage of him when he was transformed, another part wanted to wear the collar again just to feel that sensation.

Chopin laid his head back against the pillow, closing his eyes and setting the collar on the nightstand next to him. A silent groan escaped his muzzle as his penis retracted into his sheath as he became soft, drifting into a dreamless sleep.

Waking up the next morning, Chopin groaned quietly and looked at the collar on the bed and had to a lot to weigh on his palate. After getting a long shower and some food into his system, Chopin felt much better and wasn't quite as sore. He made his way down to the dealer's room to see if that squirrel was still available as he had a few questions he wanted to get answered.

Looking around for a few minutes, he seemed fairly confused as he knew that the dealer was down the last row near the end. Pausing at one of the tables, he spoke to one of the people working there.

"I'm sorry, but I'm having an issue finding a dealer. They were in the row somewhere around here. It was an older squirrel selling collars, jewelry and such." The mole looked at him with a confused look before speaking up.

"I'm sorry, I've been here all weekend and the only one that's selling stuff like that is near the door. Everyone in this section mainly sells toys, posters and snacks. Try asking up at the assistance desk near the door they might know." Chopin was rather confused, he rubbed his temples and sighed making his way towards the assistance desk seeing if maybe he had the spots confused.

He spoke with them for a few minutes and still came up empty as they hadn't seen any dealers that were squirrels, or selling the mixture of items at their tables. Chopin grunted and shook his head, heading out into the main hallway pausing as he bumped into someone. It took a lot of self control to keep himself from growling, realizing exactly who it was.

"Hey, why don't you watch where you're fucking going?" Chopin narrowed his eyes, looking at Larry his tail flicking behind him in a bit of agitation. The lizard paused looking at the feline, then spoke up.

"I'm sorry, didn't mean to bump into you." The politeness caught the tiger off guard, the lizard heading into the dealer's room. A part of him wondered if it was the same person who had taken advantage of him the night before, but he didn't want to dwell on it longer than he had too. The main thing he wanted to focus on was trying to locate that dealer that sold him the collar.

Several hours later, Chopin sighed and sat at the bar leaning over sipping at a long island ice tea after having no luck finding any information. None of his friends or a few people that had spent a long time in the dealer room and none of them had seen the squirrel he saw. He finished the drink and hoped that he might get lucky and post to the forums at a later time and someone would know who he was looking for.

Regarding the collar in his room, he wasn't quite sure if he was going to tell anyone about it or even if he would consider wearing it again. His fingers ran over the leather of the collar feeling it flex against his fingers before he carefully put it into his luggage preparing to head home in the morning. This would be one convention he would never forget as long as he lived.