Skunk
“A skunk okay? A skunk…damn it, why …are…you-“ he didn’t finish his thought. Those words had spilled from his lips involuntarily and his eyes had grown wider and wider as he spoke. As his mind caught up, his speech slowed and stopped.
Jake nodded his head as Dan looked around eyes wide, feeling confused and scared “Of course, that makes sense, It would explain your shiny nose”
His nose? A slight ache at his jaw was the only warning he had before his whole face started to push forward into a muzzle. He gave a small cry and stumbled backwards but only bumped into David. His nose was growing large, flat and black, reflecting the lazy yellow light that spilled from an old energy saving bulb.
His vision blurred slightly as his face continued to defy him, his cheeks plumped slightly, his jaw grew longer and his teeth became sharper; filling out his widened maw. It took less than fifteen seconds but by the end he was panting and sweating. He licked his lips slightly and felt the twitch of an ear sitting too high on his head…when had that happened?
“What…what the hell? Is this a dream?” he asked, his words slightly slurred as if he was still suffering the after effects of the dentist.
Pammy shook her head gently, though her expression was still blank “No, well, perhaps yours. This is what you always wanted, wasn’t it? To be covered in a warm pelt of fur?”
“What? No!” he said as the fur was already starting to sprout. It was like a time-lapse of grass growing. There wasn’t fur and then there was; each hair, peering up to greet the morning sun, flowing in unison, until he was a mess of beautifully plush black and white fur.
His face looked less like a naked rat than it had a moment before, a single, small mercy that even from his view point he had been acutely aware of. He looked down to examine himself. His body was almost entirely black apart from his hands and presumably his feet, which had small, white gloves. He examined his hands in surprise. His fingers had gotten stubbier, little blunt nails adorning each finger with thick pads beneath.
He could just about see, though it required a crossing of his eyes, that a white line of fur ran from his nose up between his eyes towards his scalp. He frowned slightly, for some reason, he was a little disappointed to be so uniformly black. What a weird thing to be annoyed about and yet, some part of him really wished his front was a creamy white.
His fur rippled, starting at his neck and flowing down towards his crotch and as it moved it turned a snowy, glossy white. His eyes widened in shock, what the hell was going on, why was he turning into a skunk? The only thing stopping him completely freaking out was the idea that it had to be some kind of dream or hallucination, after all, this wasn’t actually possible.
It was Jake’s voice next “And it would of course explain that delicious tail” That should have been creepy, a little lewd perhaps coming from Jake, but it wasn’t. It was completely monotone.
Dan stumbled forwards, moaning slightly, as the enormous structure exploded from his ass with enough force to almost make him lose his balance. The thing was enormous, rising up as high as his head and wider than his body. Creamy white fur coated the underneath and above, it ran in two stripes through a midnight black forest of fur, so plush, it could have belonged to a soft toy. Though he could not see it, it flowed into a single, thick white line than ran up his back.
David nodded somewhere in his peripheral vision “A skunk, yes. That much is obvious”
Pammy looked at him with a vacant smile and his blood ran cold as she asked a second question.
Written by foxyscribe on 19 April 2017