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You are a tall, young, Dark haired man of strong build
ON one wall a mirror faces you. As you stare into your reflection,your chest begins to itch. To see what it could be, you take off your shirt and examine your chest. A small tuft of hair sprouts in the centre of your torso. As each folicls sprout, they change from your natural dark hair colour to yellow. it spreads down your stomach and across your pecs. They are consumed in the growth.
As you reach up with one hand to feel this change you notice both forearms are covered in fur!!! Your hand brushes your chest and you get a sudden fealling of pleasure. You rub it vigurously, allowing the transformationg to continue.
A snail trail forms on your belly. As to not lose it, you remove your pants while watching it join to your lower hair. As it continues down under your crotch, hair burst on your neck like a tidal wave from your chest and continues along to your natural beard line. It rests for a moment.
You stop rubbing for a second and the transformation is haulted... but so is that amazing fealling of extecy. You cannont stop!! not after tasting that forbidden fruit!
As you continue to rub, it continues. Hair from your crotch creaps up onto your back. With a small pinch of pain, a feeble tail grows. The fur line slithers up your spine like a snake. The moment it meets your acalp, your hair changes from its midnight black tones, to soft golden ones in one fell swoop.
Your legs are now as hairy as your chest all naked patches of skin that were missed are soon engulfed by this blanket of fur!. All that is left are from your eyebrows, to your jawline.
You think to yourself. "man this feels just like (you know what)!" Even the fur is not finneshed yet. What used to be only a short, thin coat on your body thickens and and bursts to life into semi-long locks! This higher thickness in your coat raises the sensual fealling! Its too much! You stop rubbing! and instead drop to the floor, rolling around continuously! As the hair starts to cover your digits and toes, small, blunt claws sprout from each one. Your palms and soles become hard and crusted!
Then something unexpected occurs. creakes and groans screach from your bones, but your ongoing entertainment soon silences this annoyance.
Next Choose: A: A life of friendshipp B: A life with a family.
xX A Xx Thinking about that dog you saw earlier, you swiftly look around. Its nowhere to be seen, only the mirror is there. But wait.. is it... my reflection? As your transformation continues you look at the place where the mirror stood. Instead of mimiking you, it was reversing. You hear a bark! From the reflection?! NO!! no reflection! its the dog! Its taking your form. As your coat finnishes up by engulfing your face, the dog stands up, now as the man...., now... as you.
His hair starts to recline like yours grew and melds back into dark black tones, while his tail receeds. With this sudden threat known, you stop moving in an attempt to stop transforming. But its too late. Your bones start to creak and grown as your muscles bulge under your skin to rearange themselves. Your face grows long into a snout, and your tong becomes long and limp, hanging out through canine fangs. Hands are now paws, and you take the form...., your form... as a golden retriever. To finish off, your tail lengthens into its natural size.
this time it is you that barks. Meanwhile, a tall dark haired man of strong build stands above you. He chuckles in a deep voice and admires his new body, while taking a few first wabbly steps. Up and down he crunches, flexing his arms and torso. Looking satisfied, he picks up your discarded clothes and covers himself up. Before leaving, he bends down and gives you a little scratch behind your ear! And there it is!! that amazing fealling!! the fealling of being petted! Wanting more you follow him out the exit and accompany him.
Looking ahead a few years you find yourself sitting on a couch while your owner strokes your back. Who needs to be human! With no worries now, all you live for is a rub from your master, and for the next big meal. You now live your days with your canine companion.
xX B Xx Thinking about that dog you saw earlier, you swiftly look around. Suddenly a pain too strong too be ignored grabs you. you tense up and scwerm around in your finall stages as a man. Your skin tightens around your muscular body. The outline of your six pack resceeds into you, leaving a smooth abdomen. your back arches and your hands srink into paws allong with your feet. Then the most terrifiing thing happens. As your tail continues to grow into its proper length, your special parts shrink into your body! All that is left... is the opposite.
Your face grows long into a snout, and your tong becomes long and limp, hanging out through canine fangs. You close your eyes and try to bear the pain of it all. When you open them, all activity has stopped. As you stand up on your four limbs, small nipples form on your underbelly. Distraught by the whole ordeal, you start calling for help, but all that come out are the cries of a hound. Looking around, you see the other dog aproching you. How attractive it seems now. How attractive HE seems now. Indeed this is the door of the male dog. You both start to near each other. Your snouts touch and you both take a whiff.
A few months later, you are on your side as the little one dringk their fill. You have a family now for sure. 2 girls, 3 boys and your stud partner, who you relish to bits. You gaurd your pups honourable, as any mother would.
Written by Gandavector
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