Ivan shut off the lights and climbed into bed. Even in the dark with
nothing to see, he could tell he wasn't in his dorm room anymore. The
sheets and cover and pillow were all the same, but the mattress was
like heaven compared to what he'd been sleeping on for the past few
weeks, and the entire school year that had preceded the summer before
those.
It was only now, lying in bed and expecting to fall asleep fairly
soon, that he thought about it a little harder. Was this a
mistake? He'd been thinking about sticking with his
friends—especially with Gio. He'd been thinking about helping Gio
down a path to a healthier lifestyle. But he hadn't really put
a ton of thought into one, admittedly fairly important, thing.
Ivan crossed his arms. "I really can't believe I agreed
to this."
"Whaaat? Getting cold feet already? Dude, we're just visiting
our friends who live here now!"
"I know it comes naturally, Gio, but don't play dumb."
"Hahah!"
The two of them were standing a few steps out from the front door of
the OZK building. It was afternoon on Friday, not long after both of
their last classes had let out. Ivan had stopped to make his comment,
and Gio had stuck with him. Their voices were joined by a third from
behind: "Hey—you two holding a meeting on the lawn?"
They turned around to find a tall, white-haired wolf-girl in some
shorts and a fairly tight-fitting t-shirt.
She seemed very fit and toned; Ivan could tell she'd put a lot of
work into those abs. Gio had a different impression, and hurried to
get a little closer. "Heeey, cutie! You live here?"
"'Cutie?'" she mumbled quietly, tilting her head a bit. "Well—I'm 'bout to move in, anyway. Name's Tokanwa."
"'Cutie?'" she mumbled quietly, tilting her head a bit. "Well—I'm 'bout to move in, anyway. Name's Tokanwa."
Ivan sighed. "Ignore my friend here, please; he's not too
bright. I'm Ivan, this's Gio."
"I can't help givin' out compliments when they're deserved, is
all!"
"Huh." The wolf-girl shrugged. "I don't really go for
'cute', but I'll take it as friendly at least. I guess you guys know
the deal with this soror? Soro? What is the short form
anyway?"
"Pretty much," Ivan said. "A couple of our friends
joined yesterday after some, uh, 'wacky events', so we're...visiting
them. Do you want any help with your stuff?"
"Hmm, maybe—once I get my room settled with Nancy." She
paused, her ears twitching and turning as she tilted her head
slightly upward. "..Sounds like karaoke. That, or someone just
decided to start singin' on their own."
That got Gio's attention. "C'mon, let's go in!" he said,
waving excitedly. Ivan shrugged apologetically in Tokanwa's direction
before following. His roommate at least had the presence of mind to
stop with the door held open and let the others in before continuing
on himself.
"You work out, Ivan? Kinda looks like it, though I've learned
lately not to assume."
"Yep," he nodded. "You too, I guess?"
"Totally! I actually found out about this place during a morning jog. Ran into Ed then—you know Ed?"
"Yep," he nodded. "You too, I guess?"
"Totally! I actually found out about this place during a morning jog. Ran into Ed then—you know Ed?"
"Not really," Ivan admitted. They had heard the names of a
few members from Hendrix and Fritz, but hardly knew what any of them
were like.
"They're upstairs, right? Where's the stairs again?" Gio
asked.
"You're the one who's been here," Ivan reminded him.
"Maybe I should lead," the wolf-girl suggested.
They went upstairs, and then to a big sort of theater-like room,
where—indeed—a group of the sorority's members had gathered for
karaoke. At the moment, a blond dog-girl was sitting on a stool on
the little "stage" and not only singing, but also playing a
guitar in her lap, along to "All Along the Watchtower".
Ivan hadn't actually seen Hendrix's new "girl form"
before, but from a previous description and the context, he was
pretty confident that was who this was. She also took a hand off of
the guitar for a second to give the two of them a friendly wave as
they came in.
Gio looked around the room; there was a mixture of guys and girls
present, but definitely too many of the latter for him to comment on
all at once (never mind the fact there was a performance of sorts
going on right now), so he settled for a slightly-voiced gasp for
now. Once the song was over, Hendrix hopped down to her feet. "Yo,
glad you guys could make it. These're Gio and Ivan," she said,
gesturing.
"Hey," Ivan said quickly.
"Hiii!" Gio waved. "Can I go next!?" A number of
voices saying something along the lines of 'sure, I guess' was all
the encouragement he needed, so he ran up to the stage, picked out
his song on the computer (the Chalkeaters' "Trash Can Song")
and launched straight into it. He wasn't the best singer, but he
certainly had confidence. He was also enough of a goofball to have
his audience more laughing than confused, even though several of them
seemed unfamiliar with the context. He gave a big bow afterward, and
hurried off the stage.
There was some general chatter after that—as they tried to decide
who would go next—and Tokanwa came over to the back row, where Ivan
was sitting. "Yo—is the offer to help me move in still good? I
got my keys and stuff."
"Yeah, sure," he nodded. A big crowd like this wasn't exactly his style anyway.
"Yeah, sure," he nodded. A big crowd like this wasn't exactly his style anyway.
"You, have got the prettiest, bright blue eyes I think I've ever
seen."
"Uh—thanks?" Ed had no idea how to take this
comment from the newcomer. Fritz had warned he was a 'huge flirt',
but her eyes...had never been changed at all, by any of the
transformations she'd been through recently.
"Heeyy, don't get me wrong. The whole package is totally
gorgeous!" he said, grinning. "That's just the first thing
I noticed, y'know?"
"Psst. Ed's already dating someone," Kyosuke (currently
male) advised him with a light elbowing.
"Yow! Hey, I didn't mean nothing serious by it."
"Shh—Jay's starting!" Ed bit back an urge to point out
the double negative, just focusing on listening to her roommate sing
again.
It was, of course, another of Ursa Major's songs. Equally predictable
was her basically knocking it out of the park, capturing the full
attention of everyone in the room. Ed glanced around a couple of
times—just a usual, nervous habit of hers—and noticed Nancy
holding out her phone to record this particular performance. There
was no way Jay didn't see it too, so if she had a problem with it,
surely she would say so.
Tokanwa found a fast friend in Ivan, talking about their workout
routines and diets and making time to exercise alongside school as
they went back and forth from her car a few times. He was also
majoring in biochemistry, which meant she would talk about her own
studies a little bit without him immediately getting that look
on his face like most people did. She was careful not to go too deep
into it this time, and he actually seemed semi-interested, which was
nice.
On their last trip to her room she said, "So—level with me.
You guys tryin'a join OZK?"
He sighed. "Yeah. Gio really wants to, and won't do it without me. It'd be pretty lame if all three of my friends are in and I'm out. Besides, it'd be a pain for me to break in a new roommate at this point."
He sighed. "Yeah. Gio really wants to, and won't do it without me. It'd be pretty lame if all three of my friends are in and I'm out. Besides, it'd be a pain for me to break in a new roommate at this point."
"I guess you're not too freaked out about being a girl some of
the time, then?"
"Me? Guess not. Long as I stay fit, anyway," he said. "Gio's kind of mentally skated past that part, mostly. He's just excited about the place's amenities...and especially living in the same house as a lot of 'cute girls'."
"Me? Guess not. Long as I stay fit, anyway," he said. "Gio's kind of mentally skated past that part, mostly. He's just excited about the place's amenities...and especially living in the same house as a lot of 'cute girls'."
"I can admire the honesty, at least. The vibe I got is that he's
not serious enough to cause any trouble."
"I'd say so, yeah."
"Given what Nan told me 'bout OZK's history, I feel like a
motive of 'living with cute girls' isn't even that outta line,"
Tokanwa pointed out. "Their first chapter started as a
fraternity; you can bet some a' those guys stuck around
for a reason like that."
They came to her door and set down the last few things. "..Yeah,
right there's perfect. Phew. Okay—I got one more carload to get,
and then I'll have officially joined," she said.
"Great. Lemme know if you need any more help. I guess I better
go check on Gio," he said, heading off toward the stairwell.
In all the time arguing with Gio about this, Ivan had begun with a
tacit assumption that his friend and roommate wouldn't want to turn
into a girl. Probing that assumption so many times had seemingly
proven it completely false; Gio knew he could turn into a guy at any
time with that ring OZK would provide, and that was plenty good
enough for him.
When Tokanwa had brought it up, he'd sort of brushed it off; the
first thing to come out of his mouth had felt correct, but he
hadn't thought about it that deeply, really. Lying in bed now,
he tried to assess just how much being a guy really mattered
to him. The possibility of having some magic transform him into a
girl had never come up before this very week, so he honestly hadn't
been mentally prepared for it. He didn't think very deeply about his
own looks—other than working out to keep himself fit, and being
fairly proud of his hard-earned muscles. Maybe his answer to Tokanwa
was right after all: Girls were just as capable of being fit as guys,
after all. That wolf-girl herself was even a prime example of that
possibility.
"Whooaa, hi there!" Gio grinned. He'd been going along with
his three friends out of the karaoke room, and paused upon seeing the
winged girl standing next to another one he hadn't seen before. "She
a friend of yours, Polaris?"
"Indeed—Mary is a long-time friend, as well as my roommate."
"Nice to meet ya, Mary!" He said, offering her a hand to shake. "You pull off that goth look better than anyone I've ever seen! It looks great on you."
"Indeed—Mary is a long-time friend, as well as my roommate."
"Nice to meet ya, Mary!" He said, offering her a hand to shake. "You pull off that goth look better than anyone I've ever seen! It looks great on you."
"...Likewise." she paused the game she was playing just
long enough to very slightly and briefly shake his hand. "Thanks,
I guess."
"And duuude, is that a 3DS? You got any homebrew running on that thing?"
"And duuude, is that a 3DS? You got any homebrew running on that thing?"
"...A little bit."
"Well, hey, I know some guys online working on a brand new game
for it, if you wanna see what that hardware can really do!"
"Fair warning, it might melt your console," Fritz added,
grabbing his friend's shoulder to lightly shove him along. "C'mon."
"Whoa, hey—I'm coming! No need to drag me!"
They continued from there to the lounge, for a meeting with Nancy
that Fritz had helped set up for them. She gave them a brief
interview: Basic introductions, why they wanted to join, and so on.
Thursday night, Ivan said: "Look—I get that it looks
like a pretty nice place to live. Being real here, I do kinda
get wanting to hang around with a lot of hot girls, too. But, like,
with Fritz and Hendrix already members, we could basically hang there
as much as we want without actually joining. You could easily
ask one of 'em out or whatever. Is it really worth getting us
both turned into girls just so we can live there? I mean,
we've figured out how to handle living in this dorm, right?"
"Yeah, but...look. I mean actually look," Gio said with a gesture toward his body. "I'm not such a pleasant view to most girls. I might never meet anyonee into this no matter how charming of a personality I've got. With those rings that'd let us turn back into guys though...I mean, I could be fit. Or at least—not—so overweight, y'know?"
"I never got the impression your looks bothered you," Ivan pointed out.
"Well—not that much themselves. But, in how I get treated by people? A little."
"Yeah, but...look. I mean actually look," Gio said with a gesture toward his body. "I'm not such a pleasant view to most girls. I might never meet anyonee into this no matter how charming of a personality I've got. With those rings that'd let us turn back into guys though...I mean, I could be fit. Or at least—not—so overweight, y'know?"
"I never got the impression your looks bothered you," Ivan pointed out.
"Well—not that much themselves. But, in how I get treated by people? A little."
He sighed. "I know what it's like to hate being overweight, and
wanna improve. That's why I started exercising, and built up
the discipline to keep doin' it. You know if you used this as
a way to get fit, it won't stick without a commitment to work to keep
it."
"Yeeeeaaaaah, I guess it wouldn't, huh?"
"Okay. I'll make you a deal. We can try to join—obviously up to them if they let us in or not. And if they do, and you get the body you really want or whatever—then you've gotta work to keep it. No backing out—you work with me to make time for working out regularly and put up with it."
"Yeeeeaaaaah, I guess it wouldn't, huh?"
"Okay. I'll make you a deal. We can try to join—obviously up to them if they let us in or not. And if they do, and you get the body you really want or whatever—then you've gotta work to keep it. No backing out—you work with me to make time for working out regularly and put up with it."
"For real? Yeah, dude, I'll take that! It should be
easier anyway, if I start out better than I am now! Right?"
"Yeah, probably."
"Yeah, probably."
"Listen: I am not in charge," Nancy explained. "I
think this weekend is the time to fix this issue, so I won't be the
one doing this anymore—especially if you two do join
and put us at, what, fourteen members now? But anyway: I had time to
plan ahead this time, so I've got a poll ready." She waved her
phone in the air for a second. "I sent out something to all our
members—now that most of 'em had a chance to meet you, is it cool
to let you join. Just a yes-or-no, and I made it a package deal to
simplify things since you definitely want in together in the first
place. Fritz, you and Hendrix didn't get the text since I'm assuming
you're both 'yes' anyway." He and the dog-girl both nodded. "So,
just give everyone a few minutes to answer."
They chatted for another couple of minutes while they waited.
"There's a group that's started playing DND," Fritz
mentioned. "We kinda walked in on them for a couple of minutes
yesterday."
"Sweet! You think they have room for one more?" Gio asked.
"Sweet! You think they have room for one more?" Gio asked.
"That was the first session, so it might not be too much
trouble," Nancy said.
Ivan said, "So uh—you're just hanging out as a girl
now?"
"Hah—well, I only got to look like this in our dorm room 'till yesterday," Hendrix answered. "I thought I'd take this look around for a spin today, I guess. It's fun! A little weird to adapt to a totally different voice when singing, buuuut. There's loads of chicks in rock and roll, every one awesome! Plus I guess that Ursa Major chick might be taking advantage of a male form to like, be her own backup singer? That's what Jay says, anyhow; maybe that'd be fun too."
"Hah—well, I only got to look like this in our dorm room 'till yesterday," Hendrix answered. "I thought I'd take this look around for a spin today, I guess. It's fun! A little weird to adapt to a totally different voice when singing, buuuut. There's loads of chicks in rock and roll, every one awesome! Plus I guess that Ursa Major chick might be taking advantage of a male form to like, be her own backup singer? That's what Jay says, anyhow; maybe that'd be fun too."
"..Okay, we have enough results," Nancy concluded after
checking her phone again. "Basically everyone who's met you two
said yes; a few who haven't abstained from voting. Nobody said 'no',
which is ideal. You have a majority vote, so you're in if you'd like
to be.
"Yeah!" Gio hopped to his feet and cheered. "Woohoo!
We're in, dude!"
"Yep." Ivan stood up a little more calmly. "I guess that means we've gotta go move our stuff over. You didn't learn a Sword in the Stone-type packing spell, did you?" he asked Fritz.
"Yep." Ivan stood up a little more calmly. "I guess that means we've gotta go move our stuff over. You didn't learn a Sword in the Stone-type packing spell, did you?" he asked Fritz.
"Uh..I learned how to pick stuff up with magic yesterday, but
not very well."
"You shoulda seen that pillow hit the ceiling!" Hendrix added.
"You shoulda seen that pillow hit the ceiling!" Hendrix added.
"Oookaaay, never mind."
"I'll help you guys move anyway," she said. "Lemme go get my ring to change, and I'll be right with ya."
"Yeah, I'll lug some stuff too," Fritz said. "As long as you carry your share."
"Hey, what kinda guy do you think I am?" Gio said. "It's my stuff, so I'll get all of it I can! Really appreciate the help, though!"
"I'll help you guys move anyway," she said. "Lemme go get my ring to change, and I'll be right with ya."
"Yeah, I'll lug some stuff too," Fritz said. "As long as you carry your share."
"Hey, what kinda guy do you think I am?" Gio said. "It's my stuff, so I'll get all of it I can! Really appreciate the help, though!"
Hendrix liked being a girl, as far as he could tell. It was, maybe,
just a new and exciting thing, which on reflection might be how Gio
would see it too—at least at first. Felix seemed to hate it,
needing the temptation of access to a witch's phenomenal cosmic
powers to even consider going back to that form.
However...Ivan knew him to be a cautious person who disliked sudden
change, so it was plausible that he was already in the process of
warming up to it, and just reluctant to admit that.
He hadn't really asked how being a girl particularly felt. It would
be a strange subject to bring up in the first place. A few of OZK's
members, now that the two of them were officially joining, had given
Gio and Ivan the warning that it might feel weird; the exhortation
that it would probably feel 'good'; and the further warning that they
would probably wake up very hungry. None of this really helped
him understand what it would be like, or whether he would like the
results or hate them.
Do I
value being a guy? Ivan fell
asleep with this question still not fully answered. But maybe this
was for the best; it was very hard to even estimate the value of
something like that before experiencing the alternative anyway.
He awoke to the sound of a voice he didn't recognize, a fairly deep
female one. It seemed to just be some sleepy murmuring, a soft
"Mrrrrnh" kind of sound, but (once Ivan was conscious
enough to remember where he was and what was going on) it was a sign
that his roommate's change had already happened—or was at least
partway done. He squinted his eyes just the tiniest bit open, and
found the same pitch darkness as when he'd first laid down; then he
closed them again. There was just barely enough time for him to
wonder why he wasn't a girl too by now before he noticed a warm,
fuzzy feeling running all across his ears.
He tried to move, and succeeded in squirming a little bit in place.
As that fuzzy feeling spread to his scalp and face, then began to
flow down along his neck toward the rest of him, his ears felt like
they were stretching out. He could feel them moving across his
pillow as they got taller and taller; he shivered as the fuzzy
sensation hit his torso and made a brief tingling race down his
spine.
Now he managed to move one of his hands, slowly, upward, and it found
some softer, longer locks of hair than he was used to on its way to
examine an ear. Then he jolted again as his fingers found soft, warm
fur—and the ear that fur was covering proved awfully sensitive to
this touch. The base of his spine was still buzzing with that same
fuzzy feeling too, even it faded from his torso and made its way out
across his limbs. Something very slowly stretched its way out from
down there, at the same time as his hand moved up from the base to
the tip of a rounded, fuzzy ear that was at least as tall as the
length from his wrist to his middle finger.
He shifted around slightly in bed, feeling the thing that had
stretched out from his lower back rub across the sheets beneath him.
It was covered in fur, too. And he could feel the soft locks his hand
had encountered earlier making their way down his cheeks and starting
to push their way down in between his back and the bed beneath him.
The fuzzy feeling that had spread all across him had left him feeling
warm and...comfortable. His ears and hair—and that tail—were nice
and soft, and he felt kind of like he wanted more of that same
softness everywhere.
"Mmh..." In response to this unexpected desire, his body
began pulling itself inward. He shifted around a little more, feeling
like that fuzzy warmth was touching him all over, resculpting his
build. His arms and legs pulled slimmer and shorter, his face
softening and rounding, his shoulders narrowing and his frame
collapsing slowly inward. "Aah..aa~aah.." And he was
getting shorter, too, made most obvious by the feeling of his feet
pulling closer to the rest of his body even as he stayed fully
stretched out across the bed. "Mm~mmh.." The soft sounds
from his throat came out higher in pitch every time; he gradually
became aware of a stronger warmth to his cheeks and his heartbeat
picking up as this shrinking continued. And...down between his legs,
the fuzzy feeling was getting very strong, pushing the part of
him that made him male to get smaller—and yet, at the same time,
seeming to stimulate it, causing him to grow still more excited...!
A high, boyish tenor came from Ivan's lips: "Ah..o~oh..mmnn~nnh..!"
He squirmed around a lot more now, the changes to his body seeming to
grow faster and more intense. Ivan could feel the softness sinking
deeper into him, massaging his solid muscles in a way that made them
want to relax. And so they did just that, steadily softening and
weakening, as he continued to get smaller and rounder all over; he
was too enveloped in the fuzzy, pleasant soft sensations all over to
really register or worry about what was happening to all of the
strength he'd built up over the past few years.
He could feel his underwear shifting, his boxers losing their
leggings and pulling tight down there; even the material of that
shrinking bit of cloth had turned velvety-soft. And now..there was a
tugging, slipping sensation bringing even more heat to his whole
body, as the underwear found more and more room between his legs to
pull closer against. "Aah, aa~ah..!" His voice left
masculine range now, lilting higher, softer, and cuter, as he felt
the unbelievably, bizarrely pleasant sensation of his manhood melting
fully away, his body's sex shifting completely to female.
"Mm~mm~mnnNNNN~NNNNnhh...!" The girly parts down there
erupted in fuzzy, tingly, pleasant sensations just as soon as they
had formed, making her squirm and thrash in place. All at once the
new girl could feel her hips spreading wide, her thighs pushing
themselves out a little thicker, and chest pushing itself out into a
small pair of breasts. "Aa~ah..mnf...mm~mmh..." It was only
a few seconds before her girlish figure had grown fully into place,
the warmth that had spread all across her since the start of the
change seeming to settle deep into her core to stay.
"Hffh...mm~mmh..." A soft, not-quite-immature soprano tone
echoed from her throat as she slowly settled down, enjoying the
afterglow of all of the excitement and pleasant feelings the change
had brought on. And no sooner had she managed to catch her breath
than she felt totally exhausted and drained, and began to drift back
to sleep...
In the morning, Ivan woke up in a soft, curvy body with bunny ears
and a small tail to match. She sat up, slowly remembering the
experience of change itself, and then jumped down onto her feet,
hurrying over to the dresser to have a look in its mirror. Her shirt
had changed into a long-sleeved dress shirt, completely unbuttoned,
and her underwear was a pair of frilly sky-blue panties. She had
already noticed a cape of brilliant hot-pink hair trailing into her
vision, the tips of its locks touching her upper thighs; a pair of
bright-yellow eyes also looked back at her in the mirror from a cute,
brightly-blushing face. She hesitated for a second, then pulled the
top apart to get a better look at her torso.
"Mrrrrgh." She growled a complaint quietly to herself; it
was just as she'd feared. Her belly was soft, slender, and flat, with
no trace of the abs she'd had as a boy just the day before. Her legs
were likewise completely lacking in muscle tone, and—while there
were shirt sleeves covering them—there was no doubt her arms were
just the same.
Being a girl felt..nice? Being soft, cute, and curvy sure didn't
bother her, to say the least. Bunny ears and a tail were certainly
different, but seemed to just add to that pleasant softness and
cuteness. The pink hair was...whatever; it made sense enough for a
girl like the one in the mirror. But, now that she was awake, she was
feeling very annoyed at just how not-physically-fit the magic
had made her!
Gio is the type to go hard into the "rap/dubstep" section of that song with absolutely zero hesitation. Anyway, I guess the existence of gacha-based games proves this modern-fantasy setting isn't exactly a utopia.
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