Ursaring

Oak took off your shoes and socks and it began. Your nails turned into claws pads grew on the soles of your feet. Brown fur grew on your legs and feet. Your pants ripped off, your underwear struggling to keep on as you became fatter. When it snapped, you couldn't see your privates through fat and fur. Your shirt ripped and the fur grew and your stomach became flabbier. As the fur grew up your stomach and arms,some fur on your stomach turned a golden color to make a ring. Your nails turned into claws and more pads grew on your hands. "Stop it," you told Oak. Oak laughed, "Why? I enjoy this! I should do this on Ash." You lost some neck and the fur grew around your mouth. Tan fur grew in the left hole. Your nose turned wet and your teeth turned into fangs. Your nose and mouth extended and made a muzzle. The brown fur grew on the rest of your head and your ears turned circular and moved up to the top of your head and fuzz grew in your ears. You were now an Ursaring. Oak laughed, "I'm going to do this more often. I should do it on those trainers who haven't even completed it yet, some even haven't finished it even though I gave it to them almost twenty years ago! So are you with me?" You reply,

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