You are standing by a tree
There are 3 paths.
One appears to go to a jungle,
one appears to go to a cave,
one appears to go to a beach,
you could try and climb the tree,
there is a nearby shop you could go in,
or you could do something else.
So what's its going to be?
Written by catprog on 01 April 2003
In the shop
There is a table with a sign saying
<strong>Free Sample:</strong>
Take one
On the table there is a fridge with a range of liquids. Also on the table are various magical trinkets including costumes. What would you like to take, or would you like to buy something?
Written by catprog on 10 April 2003
Other
You decide to get something else. But what?
Written by catprog on 13 December 2005
A lamp
You take a lamp. Now what are you going to do with it?
Written by catprog on 05 March 2004
Transformation Genie
Just then, a huge puff of green smoke appears.
The smoke forms the shape of a humanoid, then finally materializes into a turquoise-skinned man who appears to be about 25 years old. You quiver with fear, staring at him (after all, you're not used to seeing turquoise-skinned men appear out of lamps).
"Who has rubbed the lamp of the Genie of Transformation?", the man asks in a light, yet stern voice.
"I-I did", you answer softly.
He steps closer to you and bows. "Thank You, Master, Thank You!", he says as he kneels to you.
"Master?"
He stands. "Yes", he says. "You have released me from the Lamp, and now you may have three wishes.
The wishes carry certain limitations, however..."
"Yes, like what?", you ask again, almost bursting with excitement (having your own genie and all).
"First, there are only three wishes, no more and no less, and this may not be changed by any wishes made. Second, all wishes made by the master should be precisely worded. If the wish is too vague, then I shall choose the remaining factors of the wish. And third, all wishes must be related to the change of the master, or of someone else that the master chooses. In other words, all wishes must be transformative."
Well what are you going to wish for?
Written by on 11 March 2004
The Results
You think back to your prime. You were pretty good at track, competing at school and often winning. As a career, though, it never worked out, and by now you feel old and slow. Single and unknown, you think of the wish, "I wish to run fast, be famous, and happily married."
"Done!" the genie cries, clapping his hands together with a sound like a thunderbolt. "I wish you well, master. Now, I go." Within moments, the genie has flowed back into his bottle. No matter how much you tug, you can't get the top off again.
"But what about my other two wishes?" you demand.
The genie's voice echos from inside the bottle "You already wished for three things. Three things equals three wishes."
You try to protest. "But that's not--" You are interrupted by the strangest sensation.
The change starts at your feet, as your shoes start to melt. They reform into a solid lump around your foot, looking something like a hoof. Then your hands clench, changing into hooves as well. You feel something push you in the center of your back and you stumble forward, and before you know it you are standing on all 4 of your hooves.
"What? No! This isn't what I meant! This isn't what I wanted!" you yell as you stare at your hands… your forehooves in shock and horror.
Your loud objections make no difference. The change flows up your arms and legs. More pronounced on the arms of course being that they have to change into legs. Your pants and shirt ripping and falling away. The horse tail growing out the back.
There is a surprise in store though when the change reaches your neck. It thickens and lengthens, a new human body being formed and pushing your head upright. Growing extra ribs feels very peculiar, indeed. You're relieved when new arms form, as well.
However the feeling is short lived when you look down at your chest and see the breasts growing along with the new feeling between your hind legs.
"What did you do to me" you yell into the bottle.
"I turned you into a horse so you'd run fast at the races. Famous... well, being one of the few centaurs would certainly do that! Married, now, that one I had to stretch to make it a transformation. Making you the bride was the only thing I could think of."
"But I don't want to be female!"
"Sorry, it's too late. The wish has been effected. Now I wish you well. Farewell," the lamp says as it fades away, moving to find its next victim.
Written by Catprog and Xodiac on 26 November 2013
At Home
Having nowhere else to go you head home. Luckily the shop is near your home and you don't need to drive. You're not even sure you could ride in a car now. You surely couldn't drive one.
Arriving home you are quite surprised to see the house. Where there was an apartment block there is now a single story home. Not only that, but several of the houses on one side have disappeared as well, replaced with a large field to run around in.
Now where would your key have ended up? You think for moment, but you actually have to resort to patting yourself down until you feel something on your chest. Pulling a cord from around your neck you find a keyring. On it you find the keys to your house and car, among a few others. They don't seem any different from the ones you had from before you became a centaur lady.
Inside the house, you find an large room, sparsely furnished. A few chairs and small tables are situated around the edge. The wide doors seem to lead into similarly open rooms. You have no trouble walking around as you explore your new home. It looks very nice, and you'd have no complaints if there wasn't a collection of rubber horseshoes in the bedroom in a variety of vaguely feminine styles for you to wear.
Still, there is probably nothing here to turn you back. Human OR male. You're not sure which is the more jarring change, but you're going to have to live with them both.
While you're looking over your new wardrobe (mostly tops, though there are some garments clearly made to cover your lower half as well), you hear a noise out front. A key in the lock? Then a voice calls out. "Hi, honey!"
Hubby's home! And he's a...
Written by Catprog and Xodiac on 27 November 2013
Human
“I got you the saddle you wanted.” he says calling into the house .
“Uh, thanks,” you call back. A saddle? Really? Was this for the race or something… personal?
“Now I can ride one of the horses when you go out running.”
“Oh,” you say as he enters the bedroom. You feel relieved. Well, mostly relieved. A pang of curiosity remains. “That’s good.”
Maybe later.
Wait... Are you seriously thinking of having a saddle put on you? You’re meant to be human! Are you starting to think like a centaur as well as look like one?
“So how was your day? Anything interesting happen?” he says interrupting your thoughts.
Written by Catprog and Xodiac on 28 November 2013