“What's eating you, huh?” she answered, immediately picking up on his hesitant tone.
“Well...I...” This would go immensely better, regardless of her response, if he would just spit it out. “I want to ask you out on a date,” he said finally.
She put her hands up in a bit of a shrug. “It's nothing personal. I'm just not interested in that kind of relationship right now. You can respect that, right?”
“...Yeah, I guess so.” They were still young, still in high school after all, however close they were to graduating. Had he made things awkward now? “..Sorry.”
“Hey, don't apologize! It's not like you could read my mind or anything. But I have a counter-proposal: Would you be interested in joining my new pack?” She grinned in a way that seemed friendly but had an edge of mischief behind it.
“Great! Now listen, you don't have to worry about fighting me or anything.” That was good..he knew some self-defense but Lue was notoriously strong. “As werewolves of a modern age, we have a different way to try out. I need to take care of a few things today, so if you're free tomorrow morning I can show you what it is at my place.”
“Okay, sure...” He was a little dubious of this “new try-out method”, but it already had the positive of probably not involving bruises or broken bones.
“Well, first of all, if you want to try out for my pack then you'll need to take this,” she said, picking up a small vial from the side table next to the couch. “I don't want you backing down after taking this, if you do. So think of drinking it as a commitment to see the try-out all the way through.”
“Um..okay..?” He took the offered vial and stared at it, feeling more than a little suspicious. The liquid inside was a swirl of bright pink and dark blue, with a slight silvery glow showing here and there. Lue could have a vicious sense of humor sometimes, and this was potentially a prank involving powerful magic. “What does this..do exactly?”
“That's a surprise!” she said with a faux-innocent smile. “But I can tell you that it's painless, and its effects will be totally reversible.”
“Oh right, you may want to stand close to the couch,” she added, grabbing an arm and pulling him over that way. “Juuust in case.”
“That's reassuring,” he said sarcastically. But it was inevitable at this point, so he finished opening it up and chugged the small glass container's contents. It tasted vaguely fruity and sweet, not bad but definitely a little strange. Then he handed it back to her quickly in case it was going to paralyze his arms or something, not wanting to deal with any broken glass on top of whatever was about to happen.
“Um, okay.” He was beginning to feel a vaguely warm feeling near his stomach, and it spread out from there to slowly cover his entire body. When it reached down to his feet and up to the top of his head, his hair immediately began to rapidly grow longer. His bangs fell farther down his forehead, and locks began to tickle the sides of his face on their way down. “...Hair growth?” he guessed, picking one of the locks up in front of his face to examine it. It felt softer than usual...
“Uh..” Roan shuddered involuntarily, something sort of tickling his spine. And then abruptly he began to shrink, the room beginning to rise up around him as if he was standing on a slow-moving elevator going down. “Wha...?” He looked around, seeing the height loss accelerate and beginning to feel a strange, slight pressure across his body. His clothes started to feel looser on him, and he saw that he was actually shrinking horizontally too, his shoulders narrowing and his whole frame becoming slimmer.
“I'll explain when it's over,” Lue nodded reassuringly. “Just enjoy it for now.”
“E-enjoy?” The tingling down there that followed a tug hadn't let up, and as it grew more intense instead of less, it made the blush on his face grow even hotter and brighter. “This isn't rh..really, m-my idea of...” Roan felt a gentle inward slipping as his sex began to change. “Aaaah..aah~rrf!” His eyes closed as he felt his equipment shifting, an inward push that traveled up to the pit of the stomach. Roan's ears sank down to the sides of his head, his tail whipping rapidly back and forth in spite of herself; the change came with a pleasant fuzzy feeling down there that was hard to ignore. She lost her grip on her underwear just before feeling a sudden push from her hips as they quickly grew, along with her butt puffing out behind her, giving her increasingly womanly proportions and conveniently just catching the boxers before they could fall off.
“Rrh..rrf! Arf!” Roan was briefly incapable of speech, and her instincts took over instead, reacting to the tingling in her chest with more excited barks. It made her blush more and seemed to give her newfound womanhood more pleasant sensations to feel as her chest gently pushed itself forward, newly-sensitive skin growing and brushing against the t-shirt as it went. Her canines sharpened and slightly lengthened themselves and her tongue grew a little longer as she continued to bark and yip in response to all of the new sensations; her chest grew and grew and grew for what seemed like several minutes but must have only been a few seconds, before finally, with one long “Aaa~aahhAArrf!” from her lips, the new breasts gave one final outward shove and then gently bounced a little bit from the motion.
“You like it? I had to special order a potion to get all the effects I wanted,” she said. “First, it's transformation potion with a little bit of moonlight in it to give you wolfy ears and a tail. Plus there's some extra stuff in there to make sure the biggest change is comfortable...or a little more than that. And I'd say you turned out super cute, too~.”
“Wh..what does this have to do with being in your pack?” she demanded, her blush changing from...well, from just a reaction to the 'comfortable' aspect of the change to sheer embarrassment at it all: Her tiny soft new appearance, Lue watching the whole time...!
“Th-that's just..weird,” Roan said, her ears drooping a bit. But of course, Lue had anticipated this reaction and already informed her that drinking the potion was a 'commitment'. “What about..?”
“S-six hours?!” Roan had more or less cleared his schedule for today in anticipation of something strange, but the idea of being stuck like this for so long was a little hard to bear.
“Shh, it'll be okay,” said Lue, moving a little closer and putting a finger to Roan's lips. “I'd even bet you'll be enjoying yourself before too long.”
“You do?” said Lue, seeming a little surprised by this. Roan wouldn't believe that she expected anything but an eventual agreement, maybe after some more convincing or time to think, but it seemed that admitting to wanting it was more than the alpha anticipated.
“Y-yes.” She blushed. “I, kinda wanna know what it feels like. S-so..”
“Okay!” Lue pulled her into the close hug again, and this time Roan returned it eagerly. And then...!
Roan felt the smaller girl's tail brushing against hers, and let out a soft “Rrrf!” in response. Lue's tail was rough, textured, a little like feeling a brush run across her fur, but it was also so warm..! Then a pair of small hands ran up through Roan's long, soft hair up to her ears and began gently rubbing and petting them, drawing a few small yips from her in response. Roan found herself steadily pulling her head closer and closer to Lue's, lost in the feelings of her wolfy parts, and began vigorously nuzzling her cheek, letting out small pleased “Mmh” and “Rrf” sounds the entire time. Lue returned the nuzzling, continuing to pet her for a good few minutes before finally dropping her hands back down, running them through Roan's hair again and wrapping her arms around her waist. Roan continued nuzzling her for a little longer before they both slowly pulled apart, both of their faces just as red as Roan's hair.
“Oh, wow,” Lue said. “Your affection for me is definitely not skin-deep. Mnnh..” She rubbed her nose against Roan's cheek again for a second, and then drew back with a pleased smile. “I could feel it even after all the weird stuff I've already put you through, even despite you being totally female right now..”
“Y-yeah..” Roan blushed. “I um..I don't, hate this form nearly as much now. Soo, uh..?”
“You obviously passed!” Lue declared, rubbing the top of Roan's head a bit. “That's phase one: I know now that I want you in the pack. So before we make it official, you have to do the same thing to me.”
“I..the same..?” she said, in a breathy, surprised voice.
“The petting, not the feeding of a potion,” Lue clarified. “So you can get a sense of how I feel about you, and make an informed decision on whether to be in the pack or not. Plus it's only fair we both get equally embarrassed, right?”
“Oh..I-I guess so,” she said. It seemed kind of sensible when you put it that way. But it did still mean...petting Lue. As before, this was the kind of thing Roan had dreamed of being able to do with her, but this was nothing like what she'd—he'd imagined. Still...
“O-omega?” Even knowing that Lue probably didn't run her pack this way, Roan's head rang with the long history of omegas being bullied and generally mistreated by their packs.
“Well, at our last pack meeting we decided on seniority as a ranking system. Purely provisional, you understand, until we come up with something better. But as the newest member that would make you omega.”
“Not forever. I do intend to build up a pretty big pack over time,” said Lue. “Anyway, it's just a title. Nobody in the pack so far really cares that much about rank anyway.”
“Mm-hm!” Lue pulled herself off and picked herself up onto her feet, offering Roan a hand. After a moment's hesitation she took it and stood up too. She hadn't noticed it in all the excitement before, but her stance and sense of balance were rather different...it seemed like something she would've definitely had trouble adjusting to, except that the potion had probably 'fixed' it for her, which was convenient at least.
“Now, how would you like to have some clothes that fit you like that?” said Lue.
“I think..that'd be pretty nice,” she said, looking down and blushing again on remembering just how poorly clothed she currently was.
“Great! My beta started studying magic lately and that inspired me to look into it a little bit myself. I only know one clothes-morphing spell, but I guarantee it'll give you something that fits!”
“That sounds..” Roan's ears drooped a bit. “..suspicious.”
“Well, you don't know until you try, right? The last suspicious thing you agreed to turned out great, right?”
She sighed. “Fine. You're just eager to have somebody to test it out on in general, aren't you?”
“Yep!” Lue giggled. “Now then, stand on top of your boy clothes and hold still.”
Roan did as instructed, and then watched as Lue waved her hands and spoke the incomprehensible language of magic before pointing at her. Right away, her clothes from the shirt down to the pants and shoes on the floor began to glow, before pulling themselves up and in and out and around in a rapid whirl of motion. Roan felt cloth squeezing close against her narrow stomach and slim legs, a bra fixing itself over her shoulders and around her back and gently lifting her breasts, something spreading its way out around her hips...and something light placing itself over the top of her head.
“Hahaha! The look on your face is priceless!” said Lue. “It does fit though, if I do say so myself. Isn't it comfy, too?”
“It, uh..” Roan's blush continued as she realized that it was. “Yeah. B-but it's..!”
“R-right.” She blushed a bit at the attention being brought to the tight, soft panties and the bra over her chest, the close-hugging cloth of each only making her feel more exposed somehow.
“O-okay. That sounds like fun,” said Roan, her tail picking itself up (and the back of the skirt with it) despite her best efforts so it could wag steadily back and forth.
“Oh, yeah, my clothes might be a little tight on you,” said Lue, starting to lead the way into a nearby hallway and probably to her bedroom.
(Warning: Dull, overwrought explanation below.)
While I was queuing up the most recent post (Midas Journal 27), I realized that the very next post would be the 300th one on this site. Granted, some of the previous posts are captions or stories I'm not particularly proud of, some aren't anything of value at all, but in the name of arbitrary enjoyment of reaching round-number milestones I felt like it would be nice to do something special.
Well, I've had the general idea for this story for a long while now, but just kept searching and searching to no avail to find the right image. I knew that the person in question had red hair, and pictures with red hair that would work just didn't exist. Eventually I found a picture that I thought would almost work with some small adjustment to the story's ending, namely this one. Except..the hair still wasn't red. So I decided to see whether I could "fix" that, and discovered that with the right image editing software I actually could, in a pretty convincing way even! I did put some effort into altering the image this way, carefully seeking out every little missed spot I could find, but obviously most of the work is technological magic that I probably couldn't hope to understand. Either way, I finally wound up with an image I felt I could use and wrote the whole thing pretty much right away!
So, long story short: This is special for a few reasons—it's the first "side story" in the same vein as the "side caption" we had before, for basically the same reasons (the uniquely limited first-person perspective would make it impossible to place this as part of the story itself); I feel like it's a pretty good "extended caption style" story, it's yet another werewolf, which I'm always a fan of, and it involves an image altered to fit the story. That's why I feel happy putting this out as post 300, and hope you enjoyed it too. Here's hoping I get even more writing done soon!