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It was a leisurely day in the park, a small, shoddy little path that seemed to wind past the eye could see. Having walked this path on his usual exercise route plenty of times, the pale, dirty blonde human was content as he could really.. bathe in nature to fully destress from the week prior. Absent mindedly walking, he'd trip. "Oh!- What the?" asking as he'd catch himself with his arms, he'd look down, then around for what could've possibly tripped him... Except.. there was nothing, not so much even as the path that he knew he was walking on just a moment ago. He'd quickly stand up in his confusion.
"What? I?.." He'd start, trying to process the profoundness of somehow becoming lost on what was supposed to be a forest path he knew well, a place he'd always escape to when he got stressed. Yet then, a beady, high pitched giggle filled his ears just as his body would suddenly become rigid. "Yes, Yes, Yes? You fit! You fit me, you are me~" It'd squeak, cool, flowing tendrils allowing this unseen spirit to encircle from Ethan's legs up to his back. Eyes widening, Ethan would try to conjure the strength to move, to do anything to get away from whatever it was squeaking almost unintelligibly into his ears!.. To no avail as the spirit had then completely enveloped itself into the male.
Immediately, Ethan was beset with confusion and panic. "Who's there?!" He'd shout, finally being gifted with the ability to move once more as he'd whip his head around in a panic, taking several quick steps away into the center of the small clearing he'd found himself in when he'd notice a particular odor. "Cinnamon?" He'd ask, not only that- it was coming from him! "I'm... rr-what?!" He'd shriek, his voice begun to crack and slide noticeably higher as his shoes slipped free from his shrinking and increasingly rat-like feet.
"What's happening?!" He'd squeak again in confusion as his body continued to shrink another few inches, having lost well over a foots worth of height in just a few seconds while his bones would 'creak!' and 'crack!' into place, patches of white and peach fur growing all up along his body, and where there was none, would become increasingly pink.
Although... as horns began to grow out of his skull, he was met with another profound sense of confusion, that voice from earlier.. It was 'his' voice... Right? No? He'd shake his head, squinting at his surroundings to try to make sense of it all. 'Where's your brother?' the voice asked him. "B-brother" He'd squeak aloud, eyes wide in shock. 'Wheres clothes? Stabbing gear? wood-man gear? ' the voice asked expectantly. He knew the voice meant adventuring clothes, the voice...? No, that was his! "I.. uh.. where am I? Where Tremble?!" He'd squeak in confusion, eyes blinking one last time, blue pupils replaced with green. "Tremble! Is me! Twitch! Where you?!"
This sequence is drawn by the wonderful and kind
beezlejuice! Please go check them out!
"What? I?.." He'd start, trying to process the profoundness of somehow becoming lost on what was supposed to be a forest path he knew well, a place he'd always escape to when he got stressed. Yet then, a beady, high pitched giggle filled his ears just as his body would suddenly become rigid. "Yes, Yes, Yes? You fit! You fit me, you are me~" It'd squeak, cool, flowing tendrils allowing this unseen spirit to encircle from Ethan's legs up to his back. Eyes widening, Ethan would try to conjure the strength to move, to do anything to get away from whatever it was squeaking almost unintelligibly into his ears!.. To no avail as the spirit had then completely enveloped itself into the male.
Immediately, Ethan was beset with confusion and panic. "Who's there?!" He'd shout, finally being gifted with the ability to move once more as he'd whip his head around in a panic, taking several quick steps away into the center of the small clearing he'd found himself in when he'd notice a particular odor. "Cinnamon?" He'd ask, not only that- it was coming from him! "I'm... rr-what?!" He'd shriek, his voice begun to crack and slide noticeably higher as his shoes slipped free from his shrinking and increasingly rat-like feet.
"What's happening?!" He'd squeak again in confusion as his body continued to shrink another few inches, having lost well over a foots worth of height in just a few seconds while his bones would 'creak!' and 'crack!' into place, patches of white and peach fur growing all up along his body, and where there was none, would become increasingly pink.
Although... as horns began to grow out of his skull, he was met with another profound sense of confusion, that voice from earlier.. It was 'his' voice... Right? No? He'd shake his head, squinting at his surroundings to try to make sense of it all. 'Where's your brother?' the voice asked him. "B-brother" He'd squeak aloud, eyes wide in shock. 'Wheres clothes? Stabbing gear? wood-man gear? ' the voice asked expectantly. He knew the voice meant adventuring clothes, the voice...? No, that was his! "I.. uh.. where am I? Where Tremble?!" He'd squeak in confusion, eyes blinking one last time, blue pupils replaced with green. "Tremble! Is me! Twitch! Where you?!"
This sequence is drawn by the wonderful and kind
beezlejuice! Please go check them out!
Category Artwork (Digital) / Transformation
Species Rat
Size 1280 x 450px
File Size 195.3 kB
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