The Abandoned Building
The griffon nods and takes you into the forest, at the center is the remains of a castle. As you approach, your are joined by other griffons.
“So you decided to join us here” one of them says.
“Yes” you say “I thought you used telepathy?”
“That is only for the riders, you have chosen one of the griffon paths” your mount says.
You gulp. “Did I pick the male or female path?”
The griffon smiles “Which one do you think I am?”
You sniff and somehow you know “Female. Does this mean?”
She smiles at you “Yep, one of the possible paths from here is we become mates, but only if you want that.”
She lands and you hop off. The moment your feet touch the ground you feel the change begin.
First thing to happen is your feet, bursting out of your shoes, the feline claws slicing through the shoes.
The other griffons approach and use their beaks to help you get out of your clothes. Then one of them pushes you onto all fours. The hands change into talons as you watch.
The other set of changes are going on behind you. Your waist reshaping keeping you permanently on all fours.
The lion tail swaying behind you betraying your anxiety about the change. The fur rushes up to your shoulder meeting the change from your forelegs.
A new set of shoulders forms, a pair of glorious feathered wings sprouting from you. The feathers grow from your chest and up your lengthening neck.
Your ears move to the top of your head while your nose and mouth combine stretching out into a beak. The beak then pulls your face out, the eyes reshaping as well.
The other griffon bows to you “Welcome to the flock. I am Ruby. What shall we call you?”
Written by catprog on 22 December 2017
The end (for now)