A small smile tugged at my lips as I looked out on the overcast day outside, clouds grey and ominous, a pregnant downpour hanging just about our heads. I always hoped for weather like this on my days off. Sure, it was a good excuse not to go anywhere, but it also gave me some strange sense of comfort and relaxation, like the rain is washing away my own anxieties and worries, if only for a fashion.

As I leaned against the wall, looking out at the gathering storm, I felt a strange series of warm, itchy sensations start to flow through me. Centered on my hands, head, and face, I lifted my arm to find black fur had sprouted from my fingertips, and had already made it to my wrist by the time I noticed. As I shifted off the wall, I knew my other hand was in a similar way, feeling the fur brush against the inside of my pocket. On my face, it felt like my goatee had gotten thicker, and not only that, but I felt that warmth seeping into the front of my skull, along with an odd pulling sensation. Almost as if my mouth was pulling outwards. Running a hand over my head, the once clean-shaven surface bore a growing tuft of hair, smooth and wild.

It was then that I noticed a pulling, stretching feeling from my abdomen, just above my hips. The strange sensation of new pathways opening up in my brain made me realize this new... something, had hooked itself over the waist-line of my jeans. Like a dog or cat hooking their paws over the edge of a couch.

A series of pleasant, if somewhat alarming pops drew my attention, right as I realized my point of view was shifting up, like I was rising into the air. Glancing over my shoulder, a feeling of panic passed through my mind as I saw my waist beginning to elongate and bend at impossible angles. An uncomfortable rubbing plagued the base of my spine, and there I saw my tailbone had grown out into the beginnings of a small tail, tipped with a black tuft of fur. The little pulling sensations I'd felt on my stomach earlier began to grow more pronounced, as I looked down to be hold a pair of vestigial limbs sprouting from my waist, tipped in the same black fur as adorned my arms, only now the black began to fade into a stormy gray. Looking to my hands, a similar fate had befallen my arms. Further south, my feet had begun to bend at bizarre angles, digitigrade like a cat's, causing me to rise up out of my shoes.

My head warmed up again, and I felt my face pushing further out, even as my ears lengthend out and I felt them begin to travel up the sides of my head, brushing ticklish against my still growing hair. Just then, I felt something pushing against the inside of my shirt, growing more and more pronounced with each rise and fall of my chest. Careful of my sharktooth necklace- a treasured birthday gift- I pulled up the shirt to get a better view of what was happening. There, steadily expanding from my once masculine chest, a pair of budding, feminine breasts greeted me, firm yet bouncy as they continued to grow out with every breath. Just past them, my new legs had developed further, and I felt muscle and sinew start to thicken as they grew more powerful. My tail had grown longer as well, swishing about behind me. A loud ripping drew my attention to my shoes, ruined as my transformed feet assumed a more animalistic stance and my toes exploded out the front, several having merged to become a pair of feline paws.

Just then, as my growing hair invaded my view with a pair of stark white bangs and several wild black strands fell over my shoulders, everything clicked. I knew... I knew just exactly what and who I was becoming.

And it brought a toothy, leonine smile to my face.

Fear and panic melted away with a flood of excitement and happiness as I pulled my shirt free, a gleeful chuckle of almost child-like wonder cascading from my near-complete muzzle. Unable to stand normally as before, I felt my new forelimbs brush against the floor, my torso from the waist up remaining upright with the growth of a second pelvis/ribcage moments ago, even as the rest of me stretched out behind in a centaur-like fashion. Several tearing sounds echoed through the air in chorus as my muscled leonine legs shifted their stance, shredding the weak denim that had once held contained them. Hehe, free. I was finally free from the tyranny of pants! I couldn't help but giggle to myself at that.

With each excited breath, I felt my breasts grow larger, and larger, until they were finished, my necklace just barely brushing against my cleavage. They bounced slightly as I steadied myself on my new forelimbs, a set of rudimentary handpaws padding through the carpet. With a swift kick of powerful hindlegs, I tossed the ruined jeans aside. I wouldn't need them anymore. Just then, an utterly alien yet oddly pleasurable sensation gripped my genitals, causing me to gasp in a newly feminine voice as I felt things shift down there. A warmth encircled my already hard shaft, a furred sheath concealing it as the member grow out to a length befitting my larger form. Just behind that, a pulling drew my testes within me, and in their place, hidden by my fur, a beautifully pink, feminine slit had formed.

Kneading the carpet with my new handpaws, a smile crossed my fully-formed muzzle as I gave myself a once over, marveling at the beautiful chakat that I had become. My tail, now finished growing, swayed about happily as a mirror of my elated state, the black tuft at the end bobbing about merrily as a giggle bubbled from me. A pleased, throaty purring- a sound impossible for a lioness of the natural world, but not beyond my capabilities now- filled room as I ran my fingers through my wild mane.

"Mmmm, that feels so much better."

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Hehehe, I didn't originally have a story planned for this. But, what can I say?  ScissorsRunner's art inspires me .

I wanted to get a solo TF Sequence of me turning into Cloudwalker, my "home" and my truest self, for quite some time now. And as always, Scissorsrunner knocked it out of the park with this amazing sequence. From start to finish, I absolutely love how this turned out and, as you can see from the above, felt the tug of the Muses to write out something hopefully fitting and worthy of accompanying such a marvelous transformation.

If you guys haven't already, definitely go and check out her gallery. I've commissioned several pieces from her in the past, including my ref. sheet, and each one has been phenomenal. Without a doubt, I'll be commissioning more art from her in the future !

Art by the ever-talented  ScissorsRunner. Be sure to +Fave and comment on the original HERE as well.

Chakat Cloudwalker is my fursona, and thus belongs to me,  CorinthAlexander. DO NOT USE WITHOUT PERMISSION.

Chakats, Chakona, the Chakona Space Setting, etc, belong to  Goldfur.