Omega Zeta Kappa 5: θ

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Quaid and Sid had been roommates ever since they joined the OZK as freshmen. They had a decent bit in common: Both were werewolves, for one thing, but that was far from the most important detail. They were also both trying to get performing careers—Quaid as a stage actor, and Sid as a stand-up comic..or a politician if that didn't work out. While many of the members of the "weird frat" had first heard about the organization only after starting classes at the college, or possibly even when one of its members presented them with an invitation to join, the both of them had applied to the college partially because it had such an unusual GLO attached. They made fast friends with the older Rich, both being attracted to his magnetic personality and bizarre ideas, and they often managed to get the scoop on his latest crazy idea from him before even the council found out about it.

They cut very different figures: Quaid was slim and tall with pitch-black hair and grayish-brown eyes, and usually took on an entirely human appearance if his mouth was closed or one simply failed to notice the fangs. Sid, on the other hand, was obviously a werewolf, keeping his ears and tail visible at all times. Plus he was average height, broad-shouldered and muscular in build; his eyes were a yellowish-brown, his hair was as white as snow, and his fur was a pattern of that same white with some black accents.

Friday night, slightly before eleven, the two of them received a mysterious text from Rich to go out to the back of the fraternity's dorm. Despite its completely vague wording, both of them knew exactly what it was about. Even though Quaid came from a three-hour closing show and Sid drove in from a nightclub about an hour away, both of them made the rest of the journey at an energetic walk, meeting the de facto leader—and each other—at the designated spot at around half an hour till midnight.

"Glad to see you two could make it," Rich said. "I'm sure you're not at all wondering what this is about."
"Dude, come on, the boxes are right there," Quaid said, waving at them. "You want some pack mules to get it upstairs, right?"
"Pack wolves," Sid said. "Wolf pack? Ehh?"

Quaid gave him a disapproving head-shake, crossing his arms. "C'mon, I know you can do better than that."

"Well, it's not as if I won't do my share," Rich cut in—knowing full well they could go back and forth for hours if allowed to. "But, yes, some extra muscle would be appreciated. I'll find some way to repay you for the help."
"Pssh, like we need it," Sid said, grinning wide and wagging his tail. "Seeing everyone freak out'll be payment enough!"

"Not to mention all the cute girls. Aaoow!" Quaid went and lifted one of the boxes.

"Think we're gonna be the cute girls, dude," Sid said, taking one himself.
"Heey, I don't mind!"

It didn't take them long to get everything upstairs, especially not with the two werewolves competing on who could get a box upstairs the fastsest. Once it was done, Rich got a box cutter and opened one of them up, taking out a large container of liquid and opening the cap to get a closer look inside.
"So, that is the stuff, yeah?" Sid asked first, sniffing the air a bit. "Smells pretty wild."
"Sure is. It has the..expected appearance," Rich replied, pouring some carefully into a clear gallon jug he'd had prepared to show them. "Hopefully the right effects. I must admit I'm a little nervous, on the cusp of this particular venture."
"What, you?" Sid said. "C'mon, your heartrate's not even up."
"I did say 'a little'. Nonetheless, I'm as eager as you two to see it through."

"You really think that stick-in-the-mud's gonna cave in the morning?" Quaid asked. "He was pretty loud with his objections last meeting—didn't even need wolf ears to make out the yelling upstairs."
Rich shrugged. "Sooner or later," he said smoothly. "Perhaps Mylar's acquiescence will help things along—or, having everything ready to go. At any rate—some compensation." He went and got a couple of bottles, pouring some of the jug's contents into each. "And possibly more work, I'm afraid, if you're up for it."

"Ohh, dude, do we get to test it?" Quaid said, catching on.
"Well—no. No more than me, anyway. I just want it to be more convenient for you two." He stood up, holding both full and re-sealed bottles in his hands—but still close to him. "I'm trusting you not to take it until and unless an announcement goes out. We don't want to spoil the surprise for everyone else."

"Hey, you can trust us!" Sid said. "I mean, surprise is my middle name."
"'Arlune' is your middle name," Quaid corrected him.
"Well, it's my second-to-last name, then!"
"Look, I can keep this doofus from taking it 'till Monday," the dark-haired werewolf to Rich, more or less talking past Sid. "After that, no promises."
"If it takes that long, I may ask for these back," Rich said, finally offering the bottles out to them. "But I don't believe it will."
"Sweet!" said Sid.

"What was that about 'extra work', now?" Quaid asked as he took his.
"Yes..I was wondering if you might help with distribution tomorrow," their red-eyed leader replied. "Or, hypothetically, another day—if it doesn't conflict with your schedules. We'll have plenty of thirsty 'customers', after all."

"Dude, no problem!" Sid said, grinning and wagging his tail again. "We might get to see some of the transformations for ourselves that way!"
"I'm with him, for once," the other werewolf added. "Totally onboard. Should be fun to see 'em freak at how we look, too."
"Hey, do you have any maid uniforms lying around?" Sid said suddenly. "Since we're supposed to be 'serving' folks anyway?"

"Hmm, afraid not, at the moment. But, I've been told an effect as complex and fluid as these might be directable to some extent," Rich said. "Just don't wear something you can't do without when you take your medicine."

"Awesome, got it!"

Needless to say, neither of them slept much that night. They were both sitting on the biggest news ever, waiting to take potions with extremely dramatic effects, eagerly anticipating the looks on everyone's faces—the astounded, shocked, confused and angry tones of voice they'd hear. And, beyond that, the inevitable acceptance of the facts, the wave after wave of guys getting turned female...it was all going to be hilarious. Not that either werewolf had a particularly mean-spirited sense of humor—just, their idea of 'normal' perhaps hadn't begun in the right place and had only been shifted more from their tenure as (two of) Rich's closer confidants.

At any rate, once they fell asleep they stayed asleep, all the way until their phones simultaneously played their group-text notification chimes, and they practically moved in sync: Quaid reaching out his hand to yank his phone off the cord and hold it over his head while Sid bolted upright and snatched his off its wireless charger all in the same move.

"It's on!"
"He did it!" they spoke at the same time, then looked at each other, blinking a couple of times—then at the two bottles of glowing, swirling-rainbow potion.

"Uh.."
"Yeah, maybe bathroom first," Sid said, half-reading his roommate's mind. "You take first go," he said, gesturing.
"Thanks."

After briefly cleaning themsleves up (and changing into some badly damaged clothes they didn't particularly mind "losing"), both of them sat across from each other in their desk chairs, holding the opened bottles. "Ehh, you count," Quaid said, gesturing with his free hand.
"'Kay—three, two, one, chug!" Sid wasn't actually any good at chugging, and drank his 'medicine' in three separate gulps punctuated by breaks to breathe.

"How'd yours taste?" the dark-haired werewolf asked when his roommate was finished.
"Uh, 'bout how it smelled. Kinda meaty, like..gyro meat or somethin'."

"Huh, mine was more 'Chinese take-out'."
"Wacky," Sid said.

"Sssooooooo..."

"Hey, give it a minute. Magic's not a microwave," Quaid said. "Or fast food. Or whatever."
"Naww, c'mon, that first one was perfect," Sid put out his hand in frustration. "Alliteration and everything! I oughta write it down somewhere. Well, I hope it doesn't take too long, we've got stuff to hand out!"
"You wanna make it more exciting, maybe? Bet on who finishes first, or who ends up taller? Bustier?"
"C'mon, dude, it's exciting enough already! Anyway, you'll obviously stay the tall one."
"Well, then maybe you should just focus on imagining a maid outfit," Quaid suggested. "If you still wanna do that."
"Oh—dude, I almost forgot! Yeah!"

Sid sat up in his chair, wagging his slim, wolfish tail and quietly chanting "Maid, maid maaiiid..." Quaid just shook his head at his roommate's silliness—not that he was any less silly on average, but..it was just so easy sometimes. For his part, he wondered if their fur might come out a bit softer as girls—if, maybe, their instincts or something might drive them to pet each other a little bit? It was moderately rare for guys, but between girl beastfolk who were good friends, it was actually fairly common...or so he'd heard.

Each of them was so distracted by his thoughts that they didn't even notice it at first. Quaid had to deliberately pull himself away from imagining a cute girl's slim, gentle fingers on his ears before he realized that Sid's hair was growing out—and his tail behind him was getting visibly thicker and fluffier—and then that his own hair was growing, too, signalled primarily by a faint tickling across his forehead and on either side of his eyes. "Uh, Sid."
"Yeah? I'm trying to concentrate here, dude." Sid's hair was already down to his shoulders, and his face was losing hair, too.
"We're changing now." Quaid poked his own hair—which was halfway down his cheeks now—to emphasize the point.

"Oh! Duuude!"

Now that he was paying attention, Sid could actually feel an initially faint tingling over all of his fur, and a somewhat sharper one making its way down from his face to his neck before quickly spreading out along the rest of his body. He shivered in response, feeling his ears lower a bit, as he saw his roommate abruptly start shrinking downward and inward, his shirt fluttering itself loose about his diminishing frame.
"Rr-rrf!" Sid gave a quiet, low bark as he felt much more air going across his tail than usual—it had suddenly grown way fluffier, and even seemed somehow more sensitive than before. On top of that, the tingling settled across his manhood even as it faded away from the reest of his skin, stimulating it strangely and starting the slight heat of a blush on his face. "Ohh, d-du~ude..." His voice squeaked when he spoke, beginning its change, too.


"H-heheh.." Quaid had found himself assaulted by a sensation of tightness all across his body, which apparently resulted in everything shrinking. Now, as he saw his roommate's hair flutter its way past waist-height, his face turning smaller, rounder, and cuter, and his vocal responses to each—he couldn't help but think it was rather...cute? He knew that pretty soon, Sid was going to be really cute, and maybe even more, and found himself rather anticipating that change. But he, too, was getting cuter: The light weight of his hair now sliding its way down past his shoulders along his back, much more slowly than Sid's white locks but still far faster than was natural.

"Hehehheh..." The chuckle was followed by something a bit more like a giggle, prompted by a sensation of tickling that started across Quaid's belly and quickly made its way all across his body, no doubt accompanied by the instantaneous loss of all his body hair. Glancing briefly downward, he could see long locks of black hair falling down, narrow shoulders, slim arms and legs and a slender waist all half-hidden by his oversized, hole-filled t-shirt and jeans. It seemed like his body was already in a very effeminate shape, and indeed the tightness from before had dissipated into a comfortable, relaxed sort of feeling, as though the shrinking itself had been a massage that left him loose and limber.

"Mrr~rrrrfh..!" Sid's voice lifted upward in pitch even as his perspective began to sink downward. By now his friend looked so small and girly, with an adorable, round face framed by long, shiny jet-black locks. He felt a strange mixture of happiness at the sight and..jealousy? Or something more like: 'I want that too, and I know I'm gonna get it'. His body had a lot more slimming to do, and with a sudden, sharp but somehow pleasant pressure across his shoulders and sides it started in earnest.

"H-haa~aahahah..!"

Quaid's voice changed too, but all at once—at the start of the laugh it was his, and in the middle it flitted up into a cute, higher alto tone befitting his adorable face and slender figure. Sid felt his blush brighten—in that his cheeks warmed up way more—when he heard this, followed immediately by his still-tingling manhood giving a sharp tug inward that drew an unexpectedly high "Y-yip!" from his lips and seemed to cause a chain reaction of him suddenly losing half a foot or so of height all at once. He could feel the tips of his increasingly long hair tickling his tail near its base, making him shiver and bark again—"Rr~rfh!"—this one coming out almost as high as the yip had, well outside of masculine range.

"Aa~aah..." Sid squirmed in place, hearing his voice lilt itself higher than his roommate's, as that tug resolved into an inward slipping sensation and he felt his diminishing manhood grow even more excited, even as it threatened to disappear entirely. With Quaid's now-girlish voice giggling adorably in his ears, he found himself anticipating this change even more than he ever had before, and then let out a soft, cute, high "Aaaa~AAaaahhnnNNNnnh..!" as it happened: His manhood slid and melted completely away, taking with it his last vestiges of mental masculinity and immediately converting its recent excitement into a burst of extreme, fully-feminine pleasure.

Quaid just couldn't stop giggling and laughing, it seemed. The sensation of his manhood suddenly starting to tingle and tug, shrinking inward, made him cry out a bit louder than usual, and in that instant his voice went fully female. And now he was watching the white-haired werewolf before him shrink down, down and in, his body caving in just like Quaid's had into a slim, small, girlish frame. His hair was a gorgeous cape of white spreading out past the seat of the chair now, his tail a huge, fluffy pillow of fur and even his ears looking a bit longer and fluffier. Quaid was...imagining feeling all that fur between his now small and delicate fingers, and as he saw Sid's hands shrink too, also imagining those on his own fur. It made him giggle girlishly even more.

"H-hehehehh..hee~eheehehee..!" He couldn't wait to be cute now..or even...hot? Ooh, that was a pleasing thought. Of the two of them, Sid would be bustier for sure, but Quaid felt curiously determined not to be left too far behind in that department. At this point Sid's height sank below his own, confirming that prediction true—but only by about half a head or so. And then, suddenly, the white-haired wolf-boy let out an extremely girlish sound, and Quaid felt a strange, innate sort of awareness that his roommate was a girl now—just as certain as he was that he soon would be, too.

"H-hahah..aah, aAAah—" Now it really was Quaid's turn, as he felt the shrinking give way to a series of increasingly sharp and deep tugs, assaulting his senses one after another. And then—"Rrr~rrfh!"—it was his..it was her turn to make a wolfish noise, as the sex change came with a wonderful preview of what she'd be capable of enjoying on the other side of the fence. A high, soft "Aaa~aah" followed, as Quaid's hips and thighs began to gently press themselves out, her waist tightening and pushing inward—and then she went right back to a high, girly giggle as these enhancements to her womanly figure continued.

"D-duuu~ude...!" Quaid probably couldn't actually hear her roommate over her present fit of giggles, but Sid was just sort of expressing her amazement to herself anyway. She'd been looking forward to seeing—and being—cute girls for a while, but this was on an entirely different level! Now her cute, high voice descended back into barking as she felt her suddenly slender body beginning to regain some of its size—all in the chest and hips, of course, with the former being especially sensitive all of a sudden. "Rr~rh, Rrf!" she intoned softly at a sudden forward burst of the small breasts. Still, even through all of the distractions well-worth getting distracted over, she managed to remember that she wanted to wind up in a maid uniform if at all possible. After all—her pretty, curvy body would look pretty good in that, right?

Quaid's chest tingled now, and her giggling was interrupted by a soft, breathy "Haa~aah" at the unexpected surge of pleasure this created. More than that, her clothes were changing now, causing soft cloth to slide all across her skin: Her shirt's sleeves broke off and ran up to her small, delicate hands, pulling themselves on as a pair of soft gloves; her pants split at the thighs, the top bit instantly shortening and spreading out into an ultra-short black, pleated skirt while the rest became a ribbon on the right leg and a fishnet thigh-high stocking on the left. The lower part of her now-sleeveless shirt, all the way to the top of her midriff, folded up underneath the rest of it, converting into an extremely ill-fitting, undersized bra even as the tingling across her chest progressed into a slight foward push and began to grow into something that would fill it.

Finally, Sid's clothes began to change, rapidly sliding and shifting, combining and separating—one piece of note crawling up across either side of her head to settle on top of it, just in front of her ears. She was at the time rather busy shivering with delight from the wonderful, girlish pleasure her steadily growing figure provided her with, wagging her tail and barking or yipping with each push. Finally, just as the cloth quit crawling itself around on her skin, she felt one last push from her chest that made her positively, literally howl, a relatively quiet "Awooo~ooo!" that was just about as girly and adorable as a (were)wolf-noise was capable of being.

By the time the other wolf-girl howled, Quaid's breasts had grown a fair bit, each push making her appreciate womanhood all the more while also causing her uncontrollable giggling and laughter continue. Finally there was a short break, and she let out a soft, breath "Haa~ah..hff," panting hard for air, followed by a soft "Mmnngh.." as one last wave of tingling hit her moderate-sized breasts, and then an irresistible "Aa~aahhnn..!" as they pushed forward hard, growing maybe just as much again as they had the whole time since she'd become a girl combined, ending up maybe almost as massive as the thicker girl across from her. It was..difficult to tell exactly, since said girl was now adorned in a full, stereotypical maid-uniform-dress. Which, come to think of it, was quite cute on her!

Both of them were left gasping for air for a long moment after the transformations, and even as they caught their breath they were then stuck staring at each other, up and down, for a long moment, both still blushing brilliantly and Sid's tail and ears still giving all the signals of maximum happiness and interest—low ears, rapid wagging in the tail. "Uh, w-wow," Quaid finally managed after a while of this, only to be interrupted by a soft, cute giggle again. "H-heheh.."
"T-that was kinda extreme, huh? But dude, you turned out sooo pretty!" With the ice broken, Sid's tongue finally let her talk again. Her voice was higher than the other girl's, but not quite squeaky—not unless it was coming out in a yip or high bark or howl as before. It still had enough depth to communicate the maturity that was more than obvious in her deeply curvy figure.

"Oh, y-yeah? You too, man. Girl, whatever. H-heheh." Quaid hopped to her feet, running one gloved hand through her irresistibly soft hair and picking at the hem of her skirt with the other—trying to get used to the sensation of wearing so little down there, plus her newly-changed pair of panties holding on so tight.

"Thanks. A-and the outfit?" Sid also got up, grinning and willing her ears to point upward again, but nervously pressing her fingers together all the same.

"Absolutely gorgeous. I mean—not that I'd suggest going out in public in that," Quaid said. "Or up on the stage."
"Awwh, you don't think it'd be a good act?"

"I think you're more likely to get laughs from tripping over that enormous dress than anything else," the taller girl said.

"Well, at least more than half my skin is covered. You go out in that and your legs'll freeze off!" Sid said, pointing. "N-not that I don't appreciate the show," she added, interrupting their usual rhythm a bit.
"Ooh, yeah?"

Quaid strode forward the two steps that it took to get into the other girl's personal space, making her own ears and tail grow out in the process. They were decidedly softer and fluffier, but the tail was nowhere near the size of the enormous pillow coming from Sid's back—good enough for her, anyway. After staring down at the shorter girl's eyes long enough to make both of them start blushing again, she grabbed Sid in a close hug and nuzzled her cheek a bit, letting out some soft, low "Rrfh" sounds as Sid's body first stiffened in surprise, then gradually relaxed, her own slim arms closing around the taller werewolf's bare waist. They both shuddered a bit each time their ears made accidental contact with each other during this, until finally they mutually pulled just about half a foot apart.

"Waa~aah, that felt amazing!" Sid said. "How'd you do that?!"
"I literally just hugged and nuzzled at you, silly," Quaid answered, giggling again as she patted the top of the shorter girl's head a couple of times. "Hey, consider it a preview of what we might do later."
"L-later?"
"We've got work to do, right?"

"Uuhh..oh, r-right! Heheh.."
"Hmhmh," Quaid giggled back, and then took her roommate's hand with her own to help guide her out to the agreed-upon location to help pass out some girl-making juice.

They probably weren't going to get too much sleep tonight either. But it would be plenty of fun—if today wasn't fun enough, first!