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"What?" You shriek, turning on the genie ferociously. "You said that I could go if I did what you asked! I would be free! I demand that you release me and transform me back into my human, male self immediately! Keep your word!"

"Ah, ah, ah," the genie says s

1:836 Trickey #16 by Amethyst Mare

The events of the long, wearying day catch up to you all at once and your legs tremble, buckling under your own weight. Collapsing to the dirty, damp cave floor, you sink into an uneasy sleep, wondering how you will crawl out of these caves and how you will ever find the genie again.

6:48 Mermaids? by Universal6 + Catprog

He nods. "I think that would be a good idea to get me used to the process. "

She grins "Ok."

Dave would then feel his legs merging together and then flowing out, into a very large fish tail.

He looks at it in a mix of shock and surprise. "

1:835 From human to skunkette by Universal6

You gulp and look at the Genie. "Is there any other option?"

"No. You will become a skunk. You must chose, or else I'll pick for you." The genie said.

"O... okay." You stand there, thinking about it. "I guess animal. Full animal. If I

1:833 Trickey #15 by Amethyst Mare

"Hello?" You call out, twitching your tail nervously. "Is anybody there?"

There is a tinkling splash of water a few paces to your left and something darts through one of the pools - some kind of fish? With a sick feeling in the pit of your belly, you approach the wate

1:834 female anthro skunktaur by Universal6

"Please. I don't want this. Please don't do it." You whimper in fear.

"Not my call. I'll just pick for you then." The genie looked at you.

A cold breeze is felt, chilling you to the bone, quickly followed by your body shivering in cold. You

2:723 Sand beneath the paws by Fox Tenson

<SpanFullTF> Before you lay many a costume, but what grabbed your attention amongst this grouping was a curious sort of vulpine. Sandy colored with rather large ears with swirling tattoo like markings on it's forehead and ears. The costume was rather small for your size, part of what was

6:47 He is alive. by Universal6 + Catprog

Dave woke up with a start. He could feel himself laying on something solid, bright light shining above him. Covering his eyes with his hands, he saw the sun, though it didn't look quite right. He couldn't put his finger on it, but it just felt different.

Slowly he sat up, looki

1:832 From man to skunk-ette by Universal6

"I'm not choosing?" You shout to the Genie.

"Not my problem. I'll just pick for you." The genie smiles and laughed.

A cold breeze was felt, chilling you to the bone, quickly followed by your body shivering in cold. You can't help but rub you

2:722 Superhero by catprog

You walk in the forest, slowly getting used to your new legs. Suddenly the ground collapses beneath you.

As you look around, it seems like you have falling into a spaceship. A voice booms out "New host form detected, please select a hero type"

Images run through yo

1:831 Trickery #14 by Amethyst Mare

Still not understanding why this route will be better than any other - there have been rocky areas dotted throughout the jungle and you have not felt any impulse to investigate those - you swallow nervously and allow your body to follow it, wincing as you step over sharp stones. Moss covers some of

1:830 Trickery #13 by Amethyst Mare

You are hopelessly lost.

It has only been a few hours since you encountered the chimera, but the land changes so swiftly and with such variety in this strange, unconventional world that you cannot retain any sense of direction. Wandering aimlessly, you have found your way into an area th

1:829 Trickey #12 by Amethyst Mare

When you are sure that the chimera is long gone, you approach the mound cautiously, lowering your head to inspect the edges, but you drawing back swiftly at the putrid stench, which rises when the pile is stirred with a cautious forepaw. It is nothing of interest at all and is merely the remains of

1:828 Trickey #11 by Amethyst Mare

You circle each other as you are not willing to show your back to the beast when his is a great deal more protected by the writhing snakes. Growling, you break the circle and lunge for the beast, knocking it over on to its back and crushing those snakes under its own weight; they hiss furiously, the

1:827 Trickey #10 by Amethyst Mare

"I'm not a lion!" You snarl in defiance, crouching low. "I'm a sphinx. And you would do well to remember it!"

Your hind legs compress beneath your hindquarters and then you are flying through the air at the beast, propelled and steadied by your wings. When y

1:826 Trickey #9 by Amethyst Mare

"Forgive me for disturbing you," you stammer, unsure of how to avoid an attack: how could you win a fight with this brute anyway? "But I was sent to retrieve a key from you, if you would be so kind as to hand it over? Please?" You add as an afterthought.

"No,&quo

1:825 Trickey #8 by Amethyst Mare

Short of breath and with your head whirling from the attack, you beat your wings wearily away from the harpies, leaving them far behind. Your fur is stained with your own blood but, thankfully, you are not injured too badly, so are able to continue flying at a steady pace. The landscape is changing

1:824 Trickery #7 by Amethyst Mare

The nest is below you and you unsheathe your claws, angling towards the twisted twigs at a shallow, carefully measured dive. Your wings fold in closer to your body, but not completely - for balance and a more cautious descent - the soft feathers brushing your fur lightly, like fingertips trailing ov

1:823 Trickery #6 by Amethyst Mare

Your heart leaps and you scrabble against the bark, ripping off flaky slices as you try to claw your way up the tree. If there are harpies here – whatever they are – surely they would have attacked you by now? They must be away and that red glint must be the eggs you are searching for! It must b

1:822 Trickery #5 by Amethyst Mare

What else can you do? You lift your wings to provide a little shade for your head and begin the long, weary plod towards the distant foliage. The sand burns your paws, though those paws are large enough that the shifting, loose sand does not constantly dislodge you, something that you are subtly gra