A Statue in the Woods 5: Customization

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Tyler had his car call Ronan. Or—had his car tell his phone to call him, whatever. His friend picked up in only a couple of seconds. "Heeey, Tyler! You haven't dropped Elise off somewhere yet, have you?"

"Uh, no—she's in the car with me now."
"Oh, perfect. Yo, Elise!"
"Hello there~," she said.

"Uh, so this is kinda awkward, but—I took some pics of you as a statue, and like when you were almost not a statue anymore..but I realized this morning, I never got like an actual pic of you! And, the statue pics totally blew up! But nobody believes a person came out. So, like—can you guys come over and lemme take some? Just like, one or two?"
The fox-girl tilted her head again. "I'm sorry—the pictures...exploded?"

"In popularity," Tyler said. "As in, a lot of people liked them, or at least are talking about them."

"Ooooh~. I'm quite popular, then?"
"Uhh, at least kinda?" Ronan said.
"Then I'd be happy to grant you a few pictures."

"Yeah—anyway," Tyler said, "we were gonna come over this afternoon maybe, for something else, if that's okay."
"What for?"
"Well, you know..Elise kinda needs some clothes. And..I need some clothes too, for...reasons. So..I thought you might want to go sh—"
"Dude, absolutely! Count me in!" Tyler hadn't even gotten the word 'shopping' out.

"Okay, great. We've gotta, look into getting a phone plan for her, and then we'll come over to pick you up after that?"
"Sure! I can take some pics before we leave, and maybe of some of the outfits after?"
"No objections here," Elise said.

"Uh, just to let you know though—we might look a little, different? From yesterday," Tyler said.
"Yeah? Different how?"

"Well uh..Elise shrank herself a little bit. I guess she probably could change back at will though."
"If you like~," she added.

"Aaaaand, she-can-turn-me-into-a-girl-too," he added rapidly. "One of those, uh, 'reasons' I mentioned. So there's that. See you then."

"Wait, what—" Tyler pressed the button to hang up at this point.

"Pfft—heehee," Elise giggled. "I couldn't have cut off that conversation more perfectly myself."
"It's just uh, kind of awkward to talk about, and I think it'll be way easier to explain it in person. If he really wants to know, he can call back."
"But otherwise, you'll leave him in suspense?"
"Just, like, an hour or two," he shrugged.
"You didn't mention your fluffy ears or tail, either," she pointed out.

"Again, I think that's easier to show than tell."

They went back to Tyler's house for lunch, Elise playing with her new toy throughout the entire drive. It seemed like it didn't take her very long to at least work out how to take pictures with it, and she snapped a few out the window.

Once they came inside, Elise said, "Well, master, shall I?"
Tyler needed a moment to catch up to her meaning. "Shall—? Uh..I guess so," he shrugged. No good delaying the inevitable; at least this way she wouldn't do it while he was trying to eat.

"Very well, then.." The fox-girl moved a little closer to him, looking up at him with her bright blue eyes with a happy grin on. After seeming to think about something for several seconds, she hopped up and threw her arms around him in a hug, leaning in to nuzzle his cheeks. "Mrrr~rrh..."

"Oh, uh..aa~ah..!" Initially confused by this gesture, he'd almost instinctively put his arms around her. But no sooner had the nose made contact with his face than he felt a somewhat familiar rush of tingling, and then a pressure. "M-mn~ngh...rr~rfh..!" She was rubbing his ears now too, which seemed to make the change go even faster. However, it wasn't quite the same as before. He didn't seem to be getting all that much smaller—or at least not much shorter. "A-aa~ah, oo~ooh..rrfh..!" The shift to his voice was quite different too, keeping it fairly deep even as the masculinity drained out of it. His clothes also pulled tight against him throughout this change rather than waiting until the end, the pants splitting off around the upper thighs to become a pair of tight, short shorts and, separately, some long stockings. All the same, his frame was slimming, and the (currently very excited) thing between his legs was tingling as it shrank, then tugging and slipping inward, and before long Tyler could feel himself turning back into a girl.

"Mm~nngh...!" A deep, alto tone rang out from her lips as she felt a rush of fuzzy feelings down below. Immediately, her hips began pressing their way out, and her chest sprang to life, taking only a couple of seconds to turn into a pair of breasts about the size she'd had before. "Mn~nh, mrr~rffh..!" But no part of her curves seemed content to stop where they had the night before, instead continuing to push out even bigger, making her bust practically engulf the smaller girl's chest as they remained squished together by the close hug. As she finished filling out, Tyler felt her hair tickling her shoulders and the very top of her back a bit as it grew just an inch or two longer than before. Then, within probably less than a minute of the hug, the change was done.

Elise pulled her head back enough for their noses to touch. "So? Did you enjoy?"
"U-uh, yeah.." Tyler was having to get used to her voice sounding yet another different way from before. "I seem to be kinda, taller though?"
"Among other things~," she said teasingly. "I thought I might try it on you for a little while, since I've been quite enjoying being the smaller of us. You don't mind, do you?" she said, rubbing one of the wolf-girl's ears again.
"Rr~rrfh..!" The bark came out almost as high as any the night before. "Um..n-not at all," But when she tried to talk, her voice most naturally came out in a deep tone that almost couldn't help sounding mature and..honestly, kind of sexy.
"Oh, that's right..do you mind if I take a picture as well?" Elise asked, gently slipping herself back out of the hug and taking a small hop backwards.

"N-no, that's fine.."
"Wonderful. Smile for me, master~!"

She felt kind of nervous, and wasn't quite sure what to do with her hands. Weird—Ronan had taken Tyler's picture plenty of times without him caring one bit how he looked in them. "Was uh..that okay?"
"Perfect! Now, I believe we were planning to have a lunch?"
"Y-yeah...I'll just make some sandwiches or something, since breakfast was so big."

While he had been warned once already, Tyler thought it'd be a good idea to make sure Ronan knew it wasn't two complete strangers showing up at his house. After pulling the car into the driveway, she sent him a text: At your place now, about to come to the door. Then she got out and led the way there. The door opened before she could think about whether to knock or to ring the doorbell.

"Dude! Wait, are you Tyler or Elise?"
"Uh—she's Elise," the wolf-girl said, pointing; the fox-girl helpfully waved, too.

"Dude!" he repeated, in the exact same tone of voice as before. "What a look! I'd never recognize you. And you're super hot, too!"

"Uh, thanks.." It was weird to feel herself blushing at a compliment from Ronan, but there it was.

"That bod is pretty cute on you too, Elise!" he added.

"Oh, why thank you~."

"Uh, can we come in?"
"Yeah—sure, sure! Welcome," he said, rushing to get out of the doorway for them.

"So what's with the furry parts? I mean, not that they don't look great, but—"

"I wished to help him better understand my desire for a master," Elise said. "And it worked~."
"Uh. You could put it that way, I guess."
"So—you went for the whole 'master' thing after all, then, huh? I mean—not that I blame you or nothing, but I was hoping I'd be next in line if you were gonna be stubborn about it, hahah!"

"I..guess so," Tyler said.
"Hey hey—how 'bout I call you Ty? A little better match to that look, don't you think?"
"Um.." The wolf-girl didn't realize she was nervously glancing Elise's way until the fox-girl seemingly answered for her.
"It's quite cute," she said, "I approve."

"I, uh, guess that's fine, then..."

Ronan kept on chattering while he took pictures—of Elise alone first, then her with him, then Ty, and on through every possible combination, ending with all three of them.

"Is that quite enough?" Elise asked after that. "I can certainly appreciate the desire to immortalize our beauty, but we do have other tasks to get to today."
"Yeah, yeah—sorry. We're good! But about that," he said, putting his phone away. "I was wondering—do you really need to buy clothes at all? I mean, like, what Ty's wearing right now isn't something she owned before, right?"
"It uh..my clothes kinda turned into this," the wolf-girl pointed out.

"Yeah, so—can't you just poof up anything you want? Or, like, turn random rags into something good?"
"I could make do with that, certainly," Elise nodded. "However, I sadly lack creativity when it comes to outfits. I would much rather be seen in something an artist such as yourself devised than the relatively meager options I can think of. It's even worse to consider that I've missed on on many decades' worth of advancement, so much of what I might invent would be well behind the times. Besides, when I alter clothing, it tends to maintain its original level of comfort. Something made from rags would surely remain scratchy and unpleasant, and what I can produce out of thin air is also rarely ideal for comfort."

"Ah, yeah, gotcha," Ronan nodded. "So—we heading out then?"

"Well, we aren't quite prepared yet, are we?"

"What do you mean? We forget something?" Ronan seemed to direct this question Ty's way, and she just shrugged.

"Oh, you don't know either, master? Did you not say your friend here would despise being left out?"

"Uh, yeah—so we invited him, and he's coming with us. Right?"
"That's not quite how I took what you said..hmn. I suppose this may be more of a surprise than I thought, in that case. Ronan—as much as you clearly enjoy women's fashion, wouldn't you like the opportunity to try it for yourself? I do owe you at least a small favor, after all."
"What, you mean like—turn me into a chick too?"
"If you'd like?" she offered. "Even if only for the afternoon—long enough to properly enjoy the experience with us."

Ty honestly wasn't expecting Ronan's response, especially since it came after a long, slightly astonished pause. "Dude, are you kidding?! That sounds awesome! Can you uh, make me look super cute?"

"Without a doubt."
"And and, you don't mind if I take some selfies either?"
"That is..pictures of yourself? I hardly see why that would be my business," she said.
"Great! Hook me up."
Elise directed her head-tilt in Ty's direction for this one. "Uh, he means go ahead and do it."
"Oh, I see," she nodded, and stepped a little closer to Ronan. "One 'hooking up' for you, then."

The Kitsune seemed to take a second or two to mentally prepare herself, then reached up and just sort of..gently brushed her hand through Ronan's hair a little bit. "Uh.." He was briefly confused by this gesture, but she hadn't even taken her hand back out of his hair before it suddenly began growing, easily getting half a foot longer before she'd even dropped her hand back to her side. "W-whoa!" That was, of course, just the beginning; as the still-growing locks came to frame his face and started streaming down his back, Ronan's face visibly shifted, its skin smoothing as it shrank into a softer, rounder shape. "D-duude...!" He quickly reached his hands up to rub his cheeks a bit as this happened.

"W-wah!" His hands popped back off of his face as his hair made it to waist length, and he shuddered briefly as he began to visibly, swiftly shrink. "O~ooh, m-ma~aann~nn..!" His cheeks reddened, his voice cracking and squeaking as its pitch shifted upward. Ronan's shirt tented out around his narrowing shoulders as his height rapidly diminished, his skinny build starting to look more natural on him, as well as more decidedly feminine. "Aah, aa~ah..!" All of a sudden, a big, fuzzy triangle of bright yellow fur (which perfectly matched his hair) poked its way out from the left side of his head—an animal ear of some sort—and then another from the other side. "M-mrowh!?" A confused, decidedly 'meowing' kind of sound came from his lips as he brought his hands up to touch the strange new ears; at the same time, a slender tail appeared from his back, already busily twitching and swishing its way back and forth.

Just about as Ronan's height loss came to an end, so did his hair growth, both of which seemed to have worked together to leave his golden locks streaming out all the way down to his hips. At about this point his clothes started shrinking to fit him: His jeans simply yanked nearly all of their leggings up off of some slender, smooth legs, his shirt losing its sleeves and dipping down in the front to shift into a tank top. "Aa~ah, uh, w-wha~ah..?" he mumbled in confusion as his voice settled into a high, soft tone to match his new build.

However, he didn't have much time to worry about the ears, as the shorts now hugging close to his hips were pulling awfully tight against a bulge between his legs..which was already quite a bit smaller than one might expect, and visibly shrinking still. "A-a~aah..ah, m-mewh~!" He cried out helplessly, blushing even brighter, as it flattened away, and then she started crying out as her hips gently puffed themselves out, the shorts growing only enough to stay tight against them: "Aa~aah.. o-oh, d-du~ude..!" Finally, Ronan's chest sprang to life, drawing a high gasp followed by a feline "Mm~rroo~ooOOOooo~wwh...!" out of her as it quickly became a small pair of bumps, which then pushed and stretched the tank top out as they filled out into some proper, full-size breasts. As the shift came to an end, Ronan was left as a slim, fairly curvy catgirl maybe half a foot taller than the vixen who'd changed her.

"Aa~ah..w-wow!"

"Oh maa~an, that was really extra! You made me a catgirl, too!?"

Elise had a finger on the bottom of her chin. "I hadn't necessarily intended to, but I do think it's quite a good look."
"Oh, yeah—I gotta see—hangon!" Ronan dug at the minuscule pockets of her shrunken pants and came up empty, then looked around with a very slightly panicked expression before noticing that Elise was gently pointing at a chair next to her, which now housed a small purse containing what had once been the contents of those pockets. "Oh, sweet, thanks!" She got out her phone and pointed its front at herself, basically using it as a mirror. "Aah dude, that is sooo cute! Even my face looks different. Have my eyes always been that green!?"

…They spent the next five or so minutes letting Ronan take more pictures—most of which included herself.

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I doubt Ronan getting transformed in this part was much of a surprise to anyone.