Selena tried to focus her mind, but the warmth of the suit combined with the racing of her mind made it impossible to focus on anything. She tried to absentmindedly pull her suit from her flush body, finding it almost impossible as a panic started to set in her. She tried to find the suit's zipper but couldn't find it. She tried to pull the hood off but had no luck there either.
Her mind started to overwhelm with panic as the old man stepped over to her.
"Take a deep breath Selena, there is nothing to panic about, this is what you want."
Was this what Selena wanted? Hadn't she always desired what was happening? Hadn't her friend always desired to be a doll, hadn't they talked about these very desires, needs and wants? She shook her head trying to make sense of it all. Her head felt like an overripe melon full of so many thoughts and memories. She couldn't make heads or tails if they were real or fake. That didn't matter though that voice was so soothing.
She wanted to give in but the itching and the heat. They distracted her, then she did give in, she gave it all in, letting it happen. She wasn't fighting and suddenly the itching went away, replaced with a new heat, a new desire, a new need. She felt it envelope her take her over and she relaxed.
Relaxing triggered her transformations, her metamorphosis from human to something far more. She felt the tingle in her nose to start with even as her eyes grew bigger and more capable. The porch she was standing on became sharper, more focused. She could make out the smallest little details even in the low light. The moon illuminated her surroundings like it had never done before. Her hazel-colored eyes changed to a golden hue that seemed to glow in the dark.
She could feel her lips and mouth changing, growing the fur suit she had been wearing was becoming more than just a suit. She was merging with it. She could feel her new teeth, her new muzzle. She no longer had a human face, she had the face of a wolf. The face of a predator. When she opened her mouth, she could feel the hot tepid air coming from her. Her tongue rolling over her new sharp canines perfect for tearing and gorging.
Her new nose could smell so much better as it twitched black and wet on the end of her snout. She could smell her breath. She could smell every bit of it from the sweet candy that had brought her to this point. To the things she ate earlier in the day. She could smell the chemicals, the enzymes. She could smell everything around her. She could smell the wood of the porch and the candles as they burned.
She could smell the man that stood before her, instincts coming alive warning her of danger, but also telling her that it was ok. Looking at this man she understood at once he was more than he seemed. He had the scent of brimstone and old about him. She couldn't exactly place what she smelled but she understood too well that messing with him would be a mistake.
Transformation continued. Her breath catching as the world went silent. Her human ears vanished as her new ears formed the soft foam and fur becoming living flesh as they started to twitch on her head picking up the sounds around her. Sounds she couldn't have heard before. She listened to the night for the first time. She could hear her friend creaking and groaning as she settled. Her friend's new plastic body settling. She could hear the old house and she could even hear the insects. Turning to the old man he was silent but with a smile.
Her attention was soon pulled back to herself, as she felt the crack and groan of her body. She wasn't in any sort of pain, far from it. She felt excited, amped up, and empowered. Her fursuit stuck to her much as her mask had stuck becoming one with her as her new light brown fur merged with her. She let out a moan of pleasure from the sensation as it tickled her all over. Her heart racing slowly found a steady beat.
She watched with rapt attention as the muscles in her arms started to ripple under that fur becoming stronger and more toned. She looked as though she had been working out her entire life. She could feel the power behind them. She watched as her fingers became just a wee bit longer and her nails became sharp claws. She knew they were perfect for hunting.
Thoughts racing, she wondered what would come next as she heard the crack and groan of her chest. Her once buxom breast shrinking down to a simple c-cup while another pair appeared under them that she guessed was a b while one smaller set rested under those leaving her with six Teets in descending size.
Her stomach was next on the list of things to change, a six pack of abs becoming visible as the changes continued to canter down. Her hips stayed about the same even as she felt the muscle being packed on. Her bubble backside became thick with muscle. She felt something tickling the top of her cheeks. Her new tail swishing excitedly behind her as she let out another little moan. Her slit was wet and juicy between her thighs.
She could smell her own musk knowing instinctively she was in heat. That she would soon need to find a mate. She wasn't sure who she might choose but they needed to be an alpha like her, she thought. She felt her legs start to finally transform. Her feet were shifting and creaking. Reforming into Digi feet that would allow her to run faster and smoother. She felt the bottoms of her feet start to form thick hide coverings that would allow her better traction. She felt the muscles in her leg becoming stronger, thicker and more capable.
She dropped down to all fours for a moment feeling it come naturally to her as she let out a loud deep howl. Her eyes turned up towards the sky. Moving at him at the natural speed of a predator. She sniffed at the old man's backside. A natural greeting as her eyes went wide, her primal brain understanding that he was far from human.
"I see you turned out perfect but perhaps your old name won't suffice, perhaps we will call you."
He thought for a moment thinking up the perfect name.
"Nula sounds like a perfect name does it not?"
Standing up on her two legs her eyes narrowed she smiled speaking for the first time thought her muzzle
"Nula, I like that it's a proud, strong name. A name that says that I am an alpha. I accept this gift."
She said before eyeing her friend's prone body on the floor her instincts told her it was time to go. Her humanity is not letting her abandon her friend just yet.
"Don't worry about her, she will be fine. I will make sure she finds a place and she will be very happy. Go now go and mate I know you're in heat."
Nula didn't say another word, instead she just nodded howling once more she dropped to all fours sprinting off the porch and into the night freer than she ever was before. She would hunt, she would look for a mate, she would start a pack. She was a wolf but more she was a werewolf in every sense of the word. Except she never changes back to her human form. She was a hybrid, and she would call this forest her home moving forward.
"Hmm just me and you dolly, what do you say we get you placed at the local thrift shop. I am sure you would enjoy being played with and will sell for a pretty penny. Then I think this night might be at its end."
The old man spoke as he scooped up the plastic doll making sure it was placed in a new good home.
